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On the street where you live |
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Girls talk about their social lives |
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They're made of lipstick, plastic and paint |
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A touch of sable in their eyes |
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All your life, all your life all you've asked |
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When's your daddy gonna talk to you |
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But you were living in another world |
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Trying to get your message through |
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No one heard a single word you said |
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They should have seen it in your eyes |
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What was going around your head |
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Ooh, she's a little runaway |
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Daddy's girl learned fast |
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All those things he couldn't say |
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Ooh, she's a little runaway |
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A different line every night |
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Guaranteed to blow your mind |
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I see you out on the streets |
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Call me for a wild time |
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So you sit home alone |
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'Cause there's nothing left that you can do |
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There's only pictures hung in the shadows left |
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There to look at you |
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You know she likes the lights at nights |
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On the neon Broadway signs |
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She don't really mind |
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It's only love she hoped to find |
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Ooh, she's a little runaway |
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Daddy's girl learned fast |
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All those things he couldn't say |
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Ooh, she's a little runaway |
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No one heard a single word you said |
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They should have seen it in your eyes |
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What was going around your head |
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Ooh, she's a little runaway |
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Daddy's girl learned fast |
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All those things he couldn't say |
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Ooh, she's a little runaway |
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Daddy's girl learned fast |
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Now she works the night away |
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Ooh, she's a little runaway |
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Daddy's girl learned fast |
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All those things he couldn't say |
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Ooh, she's a little runaway |
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Daddy's girl learned fast |
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Now she works the night away |
