You're made of rags,
And scraps and tags,
And no one thinks you're real.
And when you go,
They'll never know,
The loneliness I feel.
Dance with me,
My ragtime queen,
Before I set you free.
On lonely days,
You'll know the ways,
That you are just like me.
To make yo

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