Down down, down to the underground
Down down, down to the
I'm so tired of this
It brings me down
I'm nothing when
Life is cruel and then you die
Can't be bothered to
I'm just too young to be lonely
I'm just too young
Down, down the backstreet
And you know I can't stop searching
I'm
I've got my red dress on
And my high heels too
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dreaming, dreaming of you, thinking of me
my pounding heart, you
why don’t you show it, why don’t you know it,
I’m glamour ritz and glitz,
Shaking those hips
I’m milking the honey,
Kicking into overdrive
Slipping into slow decline
We are running out of
Get drunk, I get high
Get home, I wonder why
Get lost,
I believe there’s a certain place
high above the skies is
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