It had taken her a long time Suddenly back on its own To sit friendless and alone She is friendless and alone She is friendless and alone And the vixen on its own And the vixen on its own The triple gang and the throng Did not feel helpless or alone The vixen got no friends She needs a poison pen Even in Switzerland The people cry, "vixen" Silver cross, all alone The bird had flown With their omen their bird had flown Silver cross All alone All alone All alone All alone (So millions were broken hearted) All alone All alone All alone, with no home With no home It's all alone All alone And some night, the wind moves the leaves They pick themselves up and run Perhaps all that night possessed no ways for telling time The vixen got no friends The vixen got no friends She needs a poison pen The vixen got no friends It had taken her a long time Suddenly back on its own To sit friendless and alone To sit friendless and alone A man's trust, appalling debt A man's chest, appalling debt To sit friendless and alone With no home With no home The vixen's got no home She is friendless and alone She is friendless and alone A long time on its own It shone round her Triple gang The vixen got no friends She needs a poison pen Even in Switzerland The people cry, "vixen"
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