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Met her at a store, underneath a table Had it to be her, had it to be her instead Rebecca's on her mountain, she doesn't need to get along Had it to be her, had it to be her at all Rebecca's in her room, feeling lightly sad Aching to be good, aching to be bad Just another date, just another lie Her name is not important Or who or when or why I said hey Becky I don't want you to think less of me I don't want you to And had it to be her Had it to be her at all Maitland's in your face again Rebecca Maitland's in your face again Rebecca .... 'Cause Meter(?) Says Allow us to be made of Some metal in your face Some metal to be hurting Made her, kingstontown, undertake her, Rebecca SongtexteMade of gold and, made of steel, undertake her, Rebecca Another breakthrough, another lie, undertake her, Rebecca Have us sense, let us meet, undertake her, don't need it I've been aching to see her next week, in London and Paris I've been aching for one thousand years, in London and Paris in between Aus Songtexte Mania