Paroles de Ada
Ada you died and left nothing at allTwenty pound notes wrapped up into a ball
Held by the red rubber bands that remained
After the postman brought no post again
They found the money and bought you a hole
Hired you a priest to give life to your soul
No friends attended it you were alone
They'd been too busy attending their own
No friends attended it you were alone
They'd been too busy attending their own
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