to moonn6pence from shootingstar
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She's out of luck and I'm hoping out of cigarettes
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Misundersstod with naked pictures on the internet
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Her social deviance is teasing me and I know what I want
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And I'm really gonna really let her know that I like her
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But I just don't care enough to fool around with love
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Yeah my baby's pretty as a car crash
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Sexy as a stinger or a hornet in your arm
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just another modern swinger
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screaming "catch me if you can"
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with a cigarette in hand and it's love
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its heavy and it hurts and its love
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Strung out on blow
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She doesn't know why she's not feeling good
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Dropped out of school
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Now she's moving out to Hollywood
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Her reckless decadance is taking things a little too far
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Yeah my baby's pretty as a car crash
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Subtle as a spinter
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Yeah my baby's smooth like sandpaper
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Warm just like the winter
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screaming "catch me if you can"
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with a cigarette in hand and it's love
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its heavy and it hurts and its love
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Staring at my shoes thinking of something to say
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But nothing's better than what silence is saying
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Every time I turn around
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she's always looking away
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It's just the nature of the game that we're playing
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And I think I'm tapping out
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I think I'm gonna skip the title bout
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Modern Swinger
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The Pink Spiders |