| Teenage queen a sweet gamine
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| Immortal youth a libertine
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| Is she real or just a dream
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| My hearts beats fast like benzedrine
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| Every time that she walks by Sends shivers down my spine
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| Makes me want to die
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| She is out their own her own
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| Perfect in her chromosomes
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| She walks by I need to know
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| Her blood red lips as soft as snow
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| Every time that she walks by Sends shivers down my spine
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| Makes me want to die
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| Oh yeah, she’s a cherry bomb
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| She’s a bullet in my head
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| Pull the trigger and I’m dead
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| Uh uh uh oh, oh yeah
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| When she walks across the floor
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| Electric shocks and my heart is raw
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| Is she real or just a dream
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| My hearts beats fast like benzedrine
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| Every time that she walks by Sends shivers down my spine
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| Makes me want to die
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| Oh yeah, she’s a cherry bomb
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| She’s a bullet in my head
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| Pull the trigger and I’m dead
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| Uh uh uh oh, oh yeah
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| She’s a cherry bomb
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| She’s a bullet in my head
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| Pull the trigger and I’m dead
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| She’s a cherry bomb
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| Dream about her in my bed
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| Pull the trigger and I’m dead
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| Uh uh uh oh, oh yeah
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| Uh uh uh oh, oh yeah
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| Uh uh uh oh, oh yeah |