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She sold her love to a modern man |
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'Cause solid currency's the hardest to love |
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All other modern helps you cover your eye |
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Don't let the lady finger blow in your hat, di, da |
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Feel like a daughter, she's like a star tonight |
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Without warning she gave up the ghost inside |
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Just like a whiskey bottle drained on the floor |
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She got no future, just a love to endure |
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This gives some matter to shaking her hide |
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'Too late to leave him' are the songs in her car, di, di, da |
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Feel like a daughter, she's like a star tonight |
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Without warning she gave up the ghost inside |
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They call it chivalry, never pull a punch for free |
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You ever wonder why they had to move on |
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This phony article that put you on the floor |
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A double standard you evoke when you want |
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Feel like a daughter, she's a star tonight |
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Without warning she gave up the ghost inside |
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Was it all for show to turn into all of them? |
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Turning a page, trust me darling |
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I'm carving 'em up through the dust in your town |
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Crawling over rubble just to sound me out |
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Tend to wonder why |
