Poor Little Dead Girl, with her poor little thin curl.
Poor Little Dead Girl didn't know that she was dead.
She wandered around the hallway pretending that she looked great.
Poor Little Dead Girl, with her poor little fake pearl.
Poor Little Dead Girl wasn't aware of her scent.
She hugged the Camp Boy, and caused him to hide under his tent.
Poor Little Dead Girl, with her poor little dance swirl.
Dancing through the mist until the end of the world.
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