| She was nineteen, in love
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| With everything but the law
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| Addicted to the set of the scene
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| And every boy she every met
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| Got easier to forget
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| 'Cause she always let 'em slip through the seams
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| And all those late-night sessions
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| With all the wrong intentions
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| Always end up in the back of the car
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| I guess her daddy didn’t get
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| What his daughter really meant
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| When she said she would shoot for the stars
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| We were feelin' like
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| (Oooh, oh-oh-oh aah-ah, a-ah)
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| And we were livin' like
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| (Oh-oh-oooh, oh-oh-oh aah-ah, a-ah)
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| And we were rockin' like
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| (Oh-oh-oooh, oh-oh-oh aah-ah, a-ah)
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| And we were ragin' like
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| (Oh-oh-ooooh, ooooooh)
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| Never could we do no wrong
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| I told her,
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| «Come here baby
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| You could be my lady
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| You can run this city with me,»
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| I told her,
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| «Calm down baby
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| You could be my lady
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| You can run this city with me.»
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| (oh-oh-oooh, oh-oh-oh aah-ah, a-ah)
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| (Oooh, ooooooh)
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| Calm down baby
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| Calm down
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| Down
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| Calm down baby
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| You could be my lady
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| You can run this city with me Ha, groupie
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| (Ha)
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| (Ha, groupie)
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| And we were rockin' like
|
| (Calm down baby
|
| You could be my lady
|
| You can run this city with me)
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| And we were livin' like
|
| (Calm down baby
|
| You could be my lady
|
| You can run this city with me)
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| And we were rockin' like
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| B-b-be my lady
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| You can run this city
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| (Run this city with me)
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| And we were livin' like
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| B-b-be my lady
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| You can run this city
|
| (Run this city with me)
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| And we were rockin' like
|
| (Oooh, oh-oh-oh aah-ah, a-ah)
|
| (Oooh, ooooooh)
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| She was twenty-one, ragin'
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| Addicted to backstages
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| The bottles of champagne
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| As long as she ain’t payin'
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| She’s the last one stayin'
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| As long as someone’s playin'
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| 'Cause the DJ’s always drivin' her home
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| And all those late night confessions
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| Sent all the wrong messages
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| Once again she’s in the back of the car
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| I guess her daddy didn’t get
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| What his daughter really meant
|
| When she said she would shoot for the stars
|
| (Oh-oh-oooh, oh-oh-oh aah-ah, a-ah)
|
| (Oooh, ooooooh)
|
| Calm down baby
|
| Calm down
|
| Down
|
| Calm down baby
|
| You could be my lady
|
| You can run this city with me Ha, groupie
|
| (Ha)
|
| (Ha, groupie)
|
| And we were rockin' like
|
| (Calm down baby
|
| You could be my lady
|
| You can run this city with me)
|
| And we were livin' like
|
| (Calm down baby
|
| You could be my lady
|
| You can run this city with me)
|
| And we were rockin' like
|
| B-b-be my lady
|
| You can run this city
|
| (Run this city with me)
|
| And we were livin' like
|
| B-b-be my lady
|
| You can run this city
|
| (Run this city with me)
|
| And we were rockin' like
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| (Oooh, oh-oh-oh aah-ah, a-ah)
|
| (Oooh, ooooooh) |