I betcha think it's funny,
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Doin' nothin' for your money
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The way you live your life is so pitiful
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Your body parts replaced,
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Too much make-up on your face
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That tattoo on your back don't make you beautiful
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Your black heart, blue eyes
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And the black dress you wear are your disguise
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You cover up who you fuck,
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Do they listen when you cry?
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Keep living your lie
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Ya dirty little Vegas girl
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Wicked little Vegas girl
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The extensions in your hair,
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Your gold digger's stare
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You sell yourself just like a whore
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You're bound by golden handcuffs, it's never enough
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I hope you find your white-picket world
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It's so, so sad!
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Your black heart, blue eyes
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And the black dress you wear are your disguise
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To cover up who you fuck,
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Do they listen when you cry?
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Keep living your lie
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Ya dirty little Vegas girl
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We'll burn down Sin City for you
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(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
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The flames are so pretty, like you
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(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
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Why won't you come for me?
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(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
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Your black heart, blue eyes
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And the black dress you wear are your disguise
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To cover up who you fuck,
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Will they be there when you die?
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Keep living your lie
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My dirty little Vegas girl
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Wicked little Vegas girl
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So c'mon!
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(My dirty little Vegas girl)
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C'mon!
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(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
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Vegas Girl
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