| Red light, society’s whore
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| Face first right up to a glass door
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| They keep flying in from somewhere
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| Green talks if you’re looking to score
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| Five hoe when you get what you came for
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| They keep showing up from somewhere
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| We’ve lost all control here
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| We’ve lost all control here
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| We’ve lost all control
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| She’s got that look in her eyes
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| She’s got that look in her eyes
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| She’s got that look in her eyes
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| Living her life, queen of the night
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| White strip in the town of the damned
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| Dark alley need made of the promised land
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| It keeps pulling me from nowhere
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| We’ve lost all control here
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| We’ve lost all control here
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| We’ve lost all control
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| She’s got that look in her eyes
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| She’s got that look in her eyes
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| She’s got that look in her eyes
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| Living her life, queen of the night
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| Red light queen, red light queen, red light queen
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| She’s got that look in her eyes
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| Red light queen, red light queen, red light queen
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| She’s got that look in her eyes
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| We’ve lost all control here
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| We’ve lost all control here
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| We’ve lost all control
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| She’s got that look in her eyes
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| She’s got that look in her eyes
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| She’s got that look in her eyes
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| Living her life, queen of the night |