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Come back when you grow up, girl
You're still livin' in a paper-doll world
Livin' ain't easy, lovin's twice as tough
So come back, baby, when you grow up
You look real good like a woman now
Your mind hasn't gotten the message somehow
So if you can't take it 'n' the goin' gets rough
Come back, baby, when you grow up
I want you girl but your wide-eyed innocence
Has really messed up my mind, yeah-eah-eah
I'd rather you get your very first heartbreak
Somewhere else along the line
Come back when you grow up, girl
You're still livin' in a paper-doll
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1. Strange things have happened, like never before.
My baby told me I would have to go.
I can't be good no more, once like I did before.
I can't be good, baby,
Honey, because the world's gone wrong.
2. Feel bad this morning, ain't got no home.
No use in worrying, 'cause the world gone wrong,
I can't be good no more, once like I did before.
I can't be good, baby,
Honey, because the world's gone wrong.
3. I told you, baby, right to your head,
If I didn't leave you I would have to kill you dead.
I can't be good no more, once like I did before.
I can'
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you're working like a monkey
who's been training by a sick junkie
on a mission to get money
for a new suit and tie
to wear to a reception
where they envy your deception
and give complements and praises to the ones they despite
practicing your smile in the mirror all the while
try to cultivate the style of the bastards in power
i know what theyç£Ã¢â‚¬â€œe selling
cuz their nervous twitch is telling
youç£Ã¢â‚¬â€œe coming off smelling like the pig of the hour
(repeat 2x.)
i got a lot of people
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Set the night to music
Set the night to music
Look at all the stars tonight, look at all the moonlight
Look at us we're all alone
Oh and it's just like a dream, some romantic fantasy
Darling come and hold, hold me close
We could be making love
And with the slightest touch
We could, set the night to music
We could set the night to music
We could do what we want to do
It'll only take me and you, to
Set the night to music
Find a rhythm all our own, melt into it nice and slow
Love ourselves away from here
Your heart beating ne
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