| Seventeen, running from innocence
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| Like it’s a lion
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| Nipping at my heels
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| But I’m young, so I outrun 'em
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| Jailbait baby, hunting men in their twenties
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| Cupid’s shooting arrows
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| But I’m cold, so I outgun him
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| Bad boy talking fast, talking dirty
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| He tells me that I’m hot
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| So I tell him that I love him
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| And he says, «Girls your age
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| Never mean what they say»
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| I’ve got a renegade heart
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| And it’s screaming his name
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| But then it beats like
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| You’ve got time to kill
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| Baby, don’t go jump the gun
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| Live fast while you’re young, honey
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| Don’t go chasing love, chasing love
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| Twenty-one, throwin' back revelry
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| Like it’s morphine
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| Thought I knew what I wanted
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| I never saw you coming
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| Black suit, looking sharp
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| With your dark eyes
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| He loves my imperfections
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| So I tell him that I love him
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| Bad boy talking fast, talking dirty
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| He tells me that I’m hot
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| So I tell him that I love him
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| And he says, «Girls your age
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| Never mean what they say»
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| I’ve got a renegade heart
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| And it’s screaming his name
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| But then it beats like
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| You’ve got time to kill
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| Baby, don’t go jump the gun
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| Live fast while you’re young, honey
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| Don’t go chasing love, chasing love
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| And he says, «Girls your age
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| Never mean what they say»
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| I’ve got a renegade heart
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| And it’s screaming his name
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| But then it beats like
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| You’ve got time to kill
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| Baby, don’t go jump the gun
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| Live fast while you’re young, honey
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| Don’t go chasing love, chasing love
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| Chasing love
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| Chasing love
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| Chasing love
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| Chasing love |