| Downtown love
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| Don’t want none of your downtown love
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| Downtown love
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| Don’t want none of your downtown love
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| Just wonderin' if you notice me
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| Just wonderin' if you notice me
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| Wood floors in your Soho apartment
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| Every morning always roll one and spark it
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| Credit cards left on your glass table
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| You been wildin' since I met you last April
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| A beautiful, outgoing, alcoholic, socialite
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| Like the way I talk to you, I was so polite
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| Always claimin' that you’re not the type to notice hype
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| But that’s the reason why we kicked it and you know it’s right
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| I was your Bob Dylan, you were my Edie Sedgwick
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| But where I used to see beauty, now I just see pathetic
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| It was fun while it lasted but you’ll never get it
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| You’re living in your own world, where love is all synthetic
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| Yeah, and now you walk around woefully
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| For a minute thought about forever like it’s Jodeci
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| But now you’re spiraling and falling over hopelessly
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| And I just wonder if you notice me, yeah
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| Downtown love
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| Don’t want none of your downtown love
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| Downtown love
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| Don’t want none of your downtown love
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| Just wonderin' if you notice me
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| Just wonderin' if you notice me
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| And you’re just spending your allowance cash
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| On some shopping sprees, drinks, and a powder stash
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| But it drains like the sand in an hour glass
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| And when it does is when I see you turnin' sour fast
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| Free falling from the sky 'till the gravel caught us
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| Spending cash, burning holes in her fragile pockets
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| Doin' drugs on the surface of Apple products
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| Started beautiful but look at where havoc brought us
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| And it was fun but I could never be the one for you
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| You’re never happy, always looking 'round for something new
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| But it was unbelievable when I was fucking you
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| Thought that I was momentarily in love with you
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| Nah, see you’re in love with material
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| And even more in love with attention
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| Walking through life so eager for affection
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| And never really was a connection, nah
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| Downtown love
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| Don’t want none of your downtown love
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| Downtown love
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| Don’t want none of your downtown love
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| Just wonderin' if you notice me
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| Just wonderin' if you notice me
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| So in love with the scene she was
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| 4AM is when she leaves clubs
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| She’s…
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| In love with fashion, still trying to be Audrey Hepburn
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| Grabs the check, but she spends what she hasn’t yet earned
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| Life’s a bitch, if you play with fire you get burned
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| The road to riches could throw you off at the next turn
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| Yeah, poor little rich girl
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| Cries her eyes out, it’s all part of the show
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| Fell in love with the fast life but started it slow
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| Loves creative types, slept with every artist she know
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| Comes from high society, but they frown on her actions
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| Instagrams half naked, how she sounds in her captions
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| Always snobby and conceited, she knows what the deal is
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| Wants to party, thumbs through a rolodex full of dealers
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| Yeah, cause she said the high was divine
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| The first time is what she kept on searching trying to find
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| Scared to lose it all but everything was nothing inside
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| Couldn’t face the truth but everyone’s got something to hide
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| It’s ironic how conscious she is of how she appear
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| Two hours getting dressed but still can’t look herself in the mirror
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| Making poor choices, even at her wealthiest year
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| Was a fast lifestyle that no one helped her to steer, yeah
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| Downtown love
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| Don’t want none of your downtown love |