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Roberta Flack: Killing Me Softly
Strumming My Pain With His Fingers
Singing My Life With His Words
Killing Me Softly With His Song
Killing Me Softly With His Song, Telling My Whole  Life With His Words
Killing Me Softly With His Song,

I Heard He Sang A Good Song
I Heard He Had A Stlye
And So I Came To See Him To Listen For A While
And There He Was This Young Boy, A Stranger To My Eyes
Strumming My Pain With His Fingers
Singing My Life With His Words
Killing Me Softly With His Song
Killing Me Softly, With His Song
Telling MyWhole  Life With His Words
Killing Me Softly With His Song

I Felt All Flushed With Feaver, Embarrassed By The Crowd
I Felt He Found My Letters And Read Each One Out Loud
I Prayed That He Would Finish, But He Just Kept Right On
Strumming My Pain With His Fingers, Singing My  Life With His Words
Killing Me Softly With His Song
Killing Me Softly With His Song
Telling My Whole Life With His Words, Killing Me Softly, With His Song

He Sang As If He Knew Me, In All The Dark Despair
And Then He Looked Right Through Me As If I Wasn't There
And He Just Kept On Singing, Singing Clear And Strong
Strumming My Pain With His Fingers
Singing My  Life With His Words
Killing Me Softly With His Song, Killing Me Softly, With His Song
Telling My Whole Life With His Words
Killing Me Softly, With His Song

                                                          
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