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Gonna get it right |
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Gonna put lipstick on tonight |
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Gonna wear a dress, the one that shows my legs |
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You'll be running around, running around like a fool |
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Do I pull my hair out |
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Shake it out, put it in a bow |
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Or leave it down, I know, I know |
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I'm acting like a little girl |
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But it's not easy for me |
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But it's lovely to be a little less heavy |
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And a little old cherry on the icing for me |
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Walk into the room, talk to everyone but you |
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Slide in close like a wanted ghost |
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But when it's time to go |
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I promise I will let you know |
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Can I take you home? Maybe take you out |
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When we're drunk a little less |
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We can drink some more |
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But don't you forget the little black dress |
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No, it's not easy for me |
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But it's lovely to be a little less heavy |
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And a little old cherry on the icing for me |
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Yeah, a little less heavy |
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And a little old cherry on the icing for me |
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So you gotta get it right |
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Put lipstick on tonight |
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Gonna wear that dress, the one that shows your legs |
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You'll be running around like a fool |
