| See that girl, watch her fall
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| Another drunken barroom brawl
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| Oh no, get the sticking plaster
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| Loves to love, gets abused
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| Goes for rogues and ends up bruised
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| Get out, have no lord or master
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| Oh, Little Miss Disaster
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| Oh, living so much faster
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| Oh, Little Miss Disaster
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| The pressure’s on, it’s getting tough
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| Self esteem’s not enough
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| Oh don’t, you end up as a martyr
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| She knows she has the right to choose
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| Some to win and some to lose
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| But hey, she is so much smarter
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| Oh, Little Miss Disaster
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| Oh, living so much faster
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| Oh, Little Miss Disaster
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| Miss just like her hair
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| Well it’s all chaos and spikes
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| Just one thing is certain
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| She does just what she likes
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| And she don’t care
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| Just stand clear and you will see
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| A tantrum speciality
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| She can, fill the room with laughter
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| Party-time, social whirl
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| Could it be this special girl lives on Happy ever after?
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| Oh, Little Miss Disaster
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| Oh, living so much faster
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| Oh, Little Miss Disaster
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| Oh, Little Miss Disaster
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| Oh, living so much faster
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| Oh, Little Miss Disaster |