Suzie burned for the admiration
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And the cocaine urn Social Confirmation
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On the water bed
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Staring at the ceiling while her halo bled
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Kissing all the reason goodbye
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My you look beautiful
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It's a crime to be usual
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Small Town Creep puts her on a table
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With the fizz gin drink
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Staring at her navel all the walls are pink
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Baby's in the cradle, rocking one two three
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No street time, pimp wine, hotel trash
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No ballerina dancing on the broken glass
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Who's gonna be the one when the day is through
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You're nobody's daughter when it's time to choose
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She's on her way down to Sarasota
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With the cash she laid underneath the motor
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It's a sunny day pleased to meet you mister
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I'm a brand new face love is just a blister away
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My you look beautiful
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But your love is a funeral
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Beautiful
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| Angie Aparo |
