First of all you have to make enough money
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Get your look right, feel right
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Get yourself into the perfect style
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Wear your heels high
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and your skirts tight
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Out on the weekend in the city lights
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Showing your friends you can
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party all night
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But tinsel town at the crack of dawn
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Leaves you cold and wondering
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where you could belong
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Now you're standing
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at the fork in the road
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All alone
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and wondering which way to go
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Any minute something's going to explode
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Break out you western girls
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One day soon you're going to
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change the world
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Break out you western girls
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Hold your head up high
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Though you think
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that life will pass you by
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You are fine thing, never say die
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Get your face out of that magazine
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It won't keep you warm,
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another paper dream
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Another evening in a cafe' for two
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Another memory to haunt you
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Soon he's going to want to take you home
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Darlin' are you better off alone
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The clock is ticking
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but you still can't decide
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To turn around or go along for the ride
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Make up your mind because there is
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nowhere to hide
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Where's there's life,
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there's changes
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Destiny arranges something for you
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to hold on to
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Western Girls
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Utopia |