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She hit town a rose in bloom |
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Smell the sweet, sweet perfume |
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The color faded and the petals died |
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Down in the city no one cried |
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And in the streets the garbage lies |
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Protected by a million flies |
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With roaches so big they got bones |
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They moved in and made themselves at home |
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I say nice boys...don't play rock'n'roll |
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Nice boys...don't play rock'n'roll |
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I'm not a nice boy! |
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Sweet sixteen she was fresh and clean |
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Wanted so bad to be part of the scene |
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She met the man and she did the smack |
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And now, she pays the price layin' down on her back |
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Want so bad just to please the boys |
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Ended up bein' just a toy |
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Played so hard burned her life away |
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Lies were told no promises made |
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Nice boys...don't play rock'n'roll |
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Nice boys...don't play rock'n'roll |
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I'm not a nice boy...and I never was |
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Young and fresh when she hit town |
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Hot for kicks just to get around |
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And now she lays in a filthy room |
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She kills the pain with a flick and a spoon |
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And in the streets the garbage lies |
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Protected by a million flies |
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With roaches so big they got bones |
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They moved in and made themselves at home |
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Nice boys...don't play rock'n'roll |
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Nice boys...don't play rock'n'roll |
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Nice boys...don't play rock'n'roll |
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Nice boys...don't play rock'n'roll |
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Nice boys...don't play rock'n'roll |
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Nice boys...don't play rock'n'roll |
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Nice boys...don't play rock'n'roll |
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Nice boys...they never play rock'n'roll |
