| One, two, three
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| She shoulda ran away
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| Instead of movin' to VA, she shoulda moved to LA
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| But she was scared, she really cared what the church would say
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| Pretty baby finally made it in the sinner way
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| Next time we see her, she’ll be gone, body on display
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| So she stayed home
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| But they won’t leave her, always callin'
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| Her sister says she’s always home, she never leaves her room
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| And they all need her, but they’re still watchin'
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| As she spirals on the bedroom floor with the curtains down
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| As she spirals on the bedroom floor, curtains down
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| Baby girl is a star
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| She really wanted to rock, but didn’t own a guitar
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| But she can blow, her powder makes her feel a silver queen
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| Reminds her everybody loves her on the movie screen
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| If only Bobby didn’t hate it when she felt supreme
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| Nowhere to go
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| But they won’t leave her, always callin'
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| Her sister says she’s always home, she never leaves her room
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| And they all need her, but they’re still watchin'
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| As she spirals on the bedroom floor with the curtains down
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| As she spirals on the bedroom floor, curtains down
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| Oh, they all need her
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| They all need her
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| They all need her
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| Yeah, they all need her, yes
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| They all need her
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| They all need her
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| Her, her, her |