| On the streets where you live, girls talk about their social lives
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| They're made of lipstick, plastic and paint, a touch of sable in their eyes
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| All your life all your life all you've asked when's your daddy gonna talk to you
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| But you were living in another world, tryin' to get a message through
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| No one heard a single word you said
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| They should have seen it in your eyes
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| What was going 'round your head
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| Ooh, she's a little runaway
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| Daddy's girl learned fast
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| All those things he couldn't say
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| Ooh, she's a little runaway
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| A different line every night, guaranteed to blow your mind
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| I see you out on the streets, call me for a wild time
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| So you sit home alone 'cause there's nothing left that you can do
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| There's only pictures hung in the shadows left there to look at you
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| You know she likes the lights at night on the neon Broadway signs
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| She don't really mind
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| It's only love she hopes to find
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| Ooh, she's a little runaway
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| Daddy's girl learned fast
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| All those things he couldn't say
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| Ooh, she's a little runaway
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| No one heard a single word you said
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| They should have seen it in your eyes
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| What was going 'round your head
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| Ooh, she's a little runaway
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| Daddy's girl learned fast
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| All those things he couldn't say
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| Ooh, she's a little runaway
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| Daddy's girl learned fast
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| Now she works the night away
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| Ooh, she's a little runaway
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| Daddy's girl learned fast
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| All those things he couldn't say
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| Ooh, she's a little runaway
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| Daddy's girl learned fast
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| Now she works the night away |