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She's mine now
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and you'll never find her!
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Small price to pay for what else your father stole from me.
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It cost me my youth, my beauty.
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My mother warned me
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she would punish me with the curse of ugliness
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if I ever lost any of them.
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- Lost what? - The beans!
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- Beans? - The special beans! I let him go.
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I didn't know he'd stolen my beans!
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I was watching him crawl back over the wall,
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when bang! Crash! The lightning flash!