| She’s dancing on the table
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| With no shoes
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| Her tattoos
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| Show old clues
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| Of who she once loved
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| Her eyes are rolling so fast
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| From pink stars
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| Packed bars
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| And smashed glass around the room
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| She must be out of her brain
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| Cause champagne and cocaine
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| Is all that she’s been seen to do
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| The boys she likes are dangerous
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| Wasters
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| Famous
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| From local hero police pursuits
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| Oh and she’s really just a young girl
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| Who said she wants to take on this world
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| Before she dies
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| Cries
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| And lights up your skies tonight
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| These nights of love and blood spill
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| Cheap thrills
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| Quick steals
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| It won’t kill so do as you feel
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| These eyes are like some
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| Hot blades
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| And gold chains
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| Give false age
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| And force game
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| She don’t want to play
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| Coz all that lies on her brain is champagne and cocaine
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| So son you’ll have to play with yourself
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| It’s really just a rat race
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| Of bad taste
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| A court case
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| Will soon change
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| The fact you can’t tell
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| That she’s really just a young girl
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| Who said she wants to take on this world
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| Before she dies
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| Cries
|
| And lights up your skies tonight
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| She’s really just a young girl
|
| Who said she wants to take on this world
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| Before she dies
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| Cries
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| And lights up your skies tonight
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| And should she fall from stars
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| She’ll fall too soon
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| I’ll chase them all away for you
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| My love my moon
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| And watch you fly
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| Assume
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| That you’ll be alright
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| So take a chance and dance with them tonight
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| Oh and she’s really just a young girl
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| Who said she wants to take on this world
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| Before she dies
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| Cries
|
| And lights up your skies tonight
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| She’s really just a young girl
|
| Who said she wants to take on this world
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| Before she dies
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| Cries
|
| And lights up your skies tonight
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| Tonight |