You sit by the blue bay,
the lights hit you like rays
But you don't get the beauty,
all you have is poison ivies
Maybe the weather is well,
but clouds came at the sight
You attract them by your side,
it seems you don't feel nice
You have no friends to confront,
no sugar and spice to talk to
You're very lonely indeed,
you're lonely indeed
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