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She wears a black satin smile,
And waits at the end of the aisle,
Not for a lover, not for a king,
But for the trouble they both bring.

Her eyes say yes, her gloves say no,
The band plays soft, the candles know.

Black satin smile,
Stay for a while,
Turn every sorrow into style.
Black satin smile,
Cruel and divine,
Leave your fingerprints on mine.

She keeps her secrets in a fan,
And breaks the heart of every man,
Not with a blade, not with a tear,
But with a whisper in his ear.

Do not trust the sweetest art,
It learned its manners from a broken heart.

Black satin smile,
Stay for a while,
Turn every sorrow into style.
Black satin smile,
Cruel and divine,
Leave your fingerprints on mine.

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