| Sophisticated in a black dress
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| Sipping red wine and looking her best
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| Meet the folks, she’ll pass that test
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| Any apprehension
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| Yeah, she’ll put it to rest
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| She’s a pageant queen
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| Been that way since she was seventeen
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| Better looking than the girls on the silver screen
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| Everyday is like a movie scene
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| She gives her free time to charity
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| All my friends think she’s too good for me
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| But when we’re home
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| And we’re alone
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| Oh, you’d never know
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| It’s a freak show
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| She’s a wild one
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| A whole lot of crazy when the sun goes down
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| A whole different woman comes out
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| It’s a freak show
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| Like you wouldn’t believe
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| Even when she hasn’t had a thing to drink
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| It’s her style, hide something beneath that smile
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| Our own little secret, nobody knows
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| You should see her when the doors close
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| It’s a freak show
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| She talks politics, art history
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| How she does it, it’s a mystery
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| Cause when the girl starts talking to me
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| It’s enough to drive a man crazy
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| She’s Jekyll, she’s Hyde
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| She’s day, she’s night
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| There’s no blurring the lines
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| She’s one or the other
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| But whenever we’re together
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| It’s a freak show
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| She’s a wild one
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| A whole lot of crazy when the sun goes down
|
| A whole different woman comes out
|
| It’s a freak show
|
| Like you wouldn’t believe
|
| Even when she hasn’t had a thing to drink
|
| It’s her style, hide something beneath that smile
|
| Our own little secret, nobody knows
|
| You should see her when the doors close
|
| It’s a freak show
|
| But when we’re home
|
| And we’re alone
|
| Oh, you’d never know
|
| It’s a freak show
|
| She’s a wild one
|
| A whole lot of crazy when the sun goes down
|
| A whole different woman comes out
|
| It’s a freak show
|
| Like you wouldn’t believe
|
| Even when she hasn’t had a thing to drink
|
| It’s her style, hide something beneath that smile
|
| Our own little secret, nobody knows
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| You should see her when the doors close
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| It’s a freak show |