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Years ago, our love was told Reminded those of love Like in a storybook Now we're fighting every day This ain't love, This is hate Get it straight Take a break Storybrook Years ago our love was told Reminisced and kissed The fifties flame So we've been told Now we're fighting every day This ain't love This is hate Get it straight Take a break Donnybrook Pretty pictures of the queens themselves You had my 8 by ten on your shelf You sold me cheap And I cried for help You stayed with us through thick and thin You sat and watched with quaaludes and gin And clapped a lot Were you there When we were almost crucified and died A thousand deaths? No? Well, thanks a lot 4 kings with an army strong You knew the words to all our songs You stayed with us all night long Pretty pictures of the queens themselves You had my 8 by ten on your shelf You sold me cheap And I cried for help Well thanks a lot