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I, when I lived there in Santiago, who didn't even know what life was like.
I thought I'd get here and I'd get a refrigerator, a glass of champagne.
When you see it, the girls who dance there, all with the bubble foot.
Dancing and hoping to know when they'll pay the next gas bill.
He won't even talk to me. And I'm dragging myself on the bus, scared to death that I'd love my dress.