| I was a queen trying to be something I’m not
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| I walked out the gates, I followed your heart and sold myself out
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| Dressed like a queen, begging in the street
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| Hoping you’ll see me lying at your feet
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| Oh, give me a dollar, boy, buy me a feed
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| I’m starving to death when I’ve got what I need
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| Up on the hill where I used to live, they speak of me
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| The girl with the gold under her skin, cheer all the freaks
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| Dressed like a queen, begging in the street
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| Hoping you’ll see me lying at your feet
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| Oh, give me a dollar, boy, buy me a feed
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| I’m starving to death when I’ve got what I need
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| I should’ve ended it when it was over
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| I could’ve done it if I was sober
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| All of the love that I thought that I feel
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| I was giving away for the scraps of your meal
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| I’m dressed like a queen, begging in the street
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| Hoping you’ll see me lying at your feet
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| Oh, give me a dollar, boy, buy me a feed
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| I’m starving to death when I’ve got what I need
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| I got what I need, boy
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| I got what I need, boy
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| I got what I need, boy
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| I got what I need
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| I should’ve ended it when it was over
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| I could’ve done it if I was sober
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| All of the love that I thought that I feel
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| I was giving away for the scraps of your meal
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| I couldn’t see that I lay at your feet
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| Hoping that he would notice the gold of my dreams
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| All of the worth that I put in your hands
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| I can finally see that it’s not who I am
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| I should’ve ended it when it was over
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| I could’ve done it if I was sober
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| All of the love that I thought that I feel
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| I was giving away for the scraps of your meal
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| I’m dressed like a queen, begging in the street
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| Hoping you’ll see me lying at your feet
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| Oh, give me a dollar, boy, buy me a feed
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| I’m starving to death when I’ve got what I need |