| You spin so good in your fresh Madeira linens
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| Only finer things for the sunshine princess
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| Sweet summer skin in the chlorine fumes
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| I fund her addiction and the Collagen blues
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| She tells me she loves me pressed to my neck
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| But every other song 'bout a pretty boy who left
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| Why so dramatic baby?
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| I’m a hard man to love, she’s always misbehaving
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| She’s an actress and a bad one
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| All we ever do is lie to each other
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| All the parties, the wrecked Bugattis
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| Never gonna get our happy ever after
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| Beautiful, beautiful pretenders
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| Can we stay ignorant together?
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| Black Dahlia, my Black Dahlia
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| I wanna travel everywhere on earth with you
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| Wanna fall in and out of the rhythm and blues
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| Get lost in the jazz bars, racing the old cars
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| I could make you famous if you asked me to
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| I wanna travel everywhere on earth with you
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| Wanna fall in and out of the rhythm and blues
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| Get lost in the jazz bars, racing the old cars
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| I wanna burn down this home in Malibu
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| She’s an actress and a bad one
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| All we ever do is lie to each other
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| All the parties, the wrecked Bugattis
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| Never gonna get our happy ever after
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| Beautiful, beautiful pretenders
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| Can we stay ignorant together?
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| Black Dahlia, my Black Dahlia
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| Chasing the Hollywood high
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| Posing for the cameras
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| Smile nice and wide
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| She’s an actress and a bad one
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| All we ever do is lie to each other
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| All the parties, the wrecked Bugattis
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| Maybe this could be our ever after
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| Beautiful, beautiful pretenders
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| Can we stay ignorant together?
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| Black Dahlia, my Black Dahlia |