| She was blonde but she dyed her hair black
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| Made her fortune lying on her back
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| She had a taste for daddy’s gun
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| And so we had lots of fun
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| But at the break of dawn
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| When all the magic’s gone
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| Out in the cold with the brave and bold
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| Corrupted, perverted degenerate ones
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| In the neon light or in black and white
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| Neglected, rejected degenerate ones
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| His name was Jimmy but she called himself Jill
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| Did anything for a cheap thrill
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| He had a thing for daddy’s gun
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| So we had lots of fun
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| I ran and ran and I never looked back
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| For me that wrong turn was the right track
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| I live my life just swinging my gun
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| And I have so much fun
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| But at the break of dawn
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| When all the magic’s gone
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| I wait
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| Out in the cold with the brave and bold
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| Corrupted, perverted degenerate ones
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| In the neon light or in black and white
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| Neglected, rejected degenerate ones
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| I was blonde but I dyed my hair black
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| I was Jimmy but I called myself Jill
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| I was blonde but I dyed my hair black
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| I ran and ran and I never looked back
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| I ran away and I never looked back |