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She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back |
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She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back |
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She can take the dark out of the nighttime or paint the daytime black |
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Now, you will start out standing, proud to steal her anything she sees |
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Now, you will start out standing, proud to steal her anything she sees |
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But you will wind up peeking through the keyhole, down upon your knees |
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Well, she never stumbles, she's got no place to fall |
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Well, she never stumbles, she's got no place to fall |
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Well, she's nobody's child, y'know the law can't touch her at all |
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She wears an Egyptian ring that sparkles before she speaks |
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She wears an Egyptian ring that sparkles before she speaks |
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Well, she's a hypnotist collector and you are a walking antique |
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Bow down to her on Sunday, salute her when her birthday comes |
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Bow down to her on Sunday, salute her when her birthday comes |
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For Halloween, buy her a trumpet and for Christmas, give her a drum |
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She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back |
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She's got everything she needs, she's an artist, she don't look back |
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She can take the dark out of the nighttime or paint the daytime black |
