| You’re pretty, oh so pretty
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| why waste your time just sitting
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| here a-listening to this dead-eye bitch?
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| do nothing, eat your chocolate,
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| drink your wine, she won’t let you
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| make your way across her empire line!
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| what’s eating you is a mystery
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| but go home with her one more time
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| and you know you’ll be history
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| watch movies with the lights on sit still; |
| keep her tights on didn’t you see this once sometime last week?
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| go on, say something clever
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| just act (s) it, she will never
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| take you higher than her attic room
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| what’s eating you is a mystery
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| but go home with her one more time
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| and you know you’ll be history
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| she’ll never take you to giddy stratospheres that come from your fears!
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| she’ll never take you to giddy stratospheres that come from your fears!
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| is she a femme fatale?
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| that’s what she wants you to think
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| she’ll never lead him astray
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| but it’s the best she can do but is she going away?
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| no, she’ll always be here,
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| waiting for you
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| back here on earth
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| your mother call your mother
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| even she’s surprised that this is how you want to spend your nights indoors
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| you never call too often. |
| what’s up?
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| have forgotten what it’s like to have her on all fours?
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| what’s eating you is a mystery,
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| but go home with her one more time
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| and you know you’ll be history.
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| she’ll never take you to giddy stratospheres that come from your fears!
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| she’ll never take you to giddy stratospheres that come from your fears!
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| is she a femme fatale?
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| that’s what she wants you to think
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| she’ll never lead him astray!
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| but it’s the best she can do but is she going away?
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| no, she’ll always be here,
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| waiting for you
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| back here on earth
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| there’s a train at the station
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| it’s leaving
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| this morning
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| it’ll take you
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| away from
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| this girl that’s
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| so boring
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| don’t turn around just walk away
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| don’t turn around just walk away
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| don’t turn around JUST WALK AWAY
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| she’ll never take you to giddy stratospheres that come from your fears!
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| she’ll never take you to giddy stratospheres that come from your fears!
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| is she a femme fatale?
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| that’s what she wants you to think
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| she’ll never lead him astray!
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| but it’s the best she can do but is she going away?
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| no, she’ll always be here,
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| waiting for you
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| back here on earth |