| You find the kind of girl in every town
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| Wherever there’s a scene she’s always hanging around
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| She’s so naive and innocent and looks at you with awe
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| She’s only fourteen but she knows how to draw, yeah
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| Whoa, super lungs
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| Whoa, super lungs
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| She never gets involved with blowing her cool
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| She’s too busy getting high with her classmates in school
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| Teachers all ignore her, they would if they could
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| But she ain’t quite grown up yet but her breathing’s real good
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| Come on now, mama
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| Whoa, super lungs
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| I said now that’s what she’s got, super lungs
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| I know I need me some super lungs
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| Whoa, super lungs
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| Whoa, super, super
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| Super, super, super, super
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| Do, do, do, do, do, do
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| Whoa yeah, whoa, whoa yeah |