| There she goes, a real life reverie
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| Every move a pose, every curve a melody
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| There she goes, little can you know
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| You’re just another dish on her menu
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| Cause she gathers glances
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| Puts them in her basket
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| Bathes in them and soaks herself
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| When she is all alone, all alone
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| She’s addicted to your stares
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| But you could fade for all she cares
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| Your admiration gets her high
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| Just the thought of it can make her sight
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| She’s a mirror lover, a mirror loving lady
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| She don’t need a lover, get the message, baby
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| She’s a mirror lover, a mirror loving lady
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| She breathes it in, fills her lungs with more
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| Of your devotion, that is all she needs you for
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| Fills her tank, sips on words like wine
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| Saves the rest for when you’re gone tonight
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| Cause she gathers glances
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| Puts them in her basket
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| Bathes in them and soaks herself
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| When she is all alone, she’s all alone
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| She’s addicted to your stares
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| But you could fade for all she cares
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| Your admiration gets her high
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| Just the thought of it can make her sight
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| She’s a mirror lover, a mirror loving lady
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| She don’t need a lover, get the message, baby
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| She’s a mirror lover, a mirror loving lady
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| One-woman show
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| Her aphrodisiac is her desired reflection
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| One-woman show
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| You’re just her appetizer
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| You won’t feel or taste her either
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| (One-woman show)
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| She’s a mirror lover, a mirror loving lady
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| (Self-obsessed girl)
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| She don’t need no lover, get the message, baby
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| She’s a mirror lover, a mirror loving lady |