| Baby’s got a new best friend.
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| He always seems to understand,
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| and he knows just how to make her laugh.
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| He’s rich and white and full of influence.
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| Baby’s never felt so fine. |
| She’s wading in the well of life.
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| I wonder does she ever look back
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| and still remember when things were so much better?
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| Kiss baby bye forever now.
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| Baby never calls me now.
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| She don’t need a past to dream about,
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| living life the way the stars abound.
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| And who am I to tell her «Pull them down?»
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| Baby doesn’t need a drink.
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| Lord knows she never stops to think.
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| I wonder does she ever look back
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| and still remember when things were so much better?
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| Kiss baby bye forever now.
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| When she comes down it’s like she never sleeps.
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| And who needs food with all her sugar treats?
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| 'Cause when she’s high she never thinks of me.
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| I wonder does she ever look back and remember?
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| Things were so much better. |
| Baby’s gone forever now.
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| I wonder does she ever look back
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| and still remember when things were so much better?
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| Kiss baby bye forever now.
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| Bye forever.
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| Bye forever.
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| Bye forever now. |