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High flying adored |
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So young |
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The instant queen |
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A rich beautiful thing |
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Of all the talents |
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A cross between |
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A fantasy of the bedroom and a saint |
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And you were just a backstreet girl |
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Hustling and fighting |
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Scratching and biting |
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High flying adored did you believe |
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In your wildest moments |
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All this would be yours |
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That you'd become the lady of them all |
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Were there stars in your eyes |
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When you crawled in at night |
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From the bars, from the sidewalks |
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From the gutter theatrical |
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Don't look down |
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Its a long long way to fall |
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High flying adored |
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What happens now |
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Where do you go from here |
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For someone |
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On top of the world |
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The views not exactly clear |
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A shame you did it all at twenty six |
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There are no mysteries now |
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Nothing can thrill you |
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No one fulfill you |
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High flying adored |
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I hope you come |
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To terms with boredom |
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So famous so easily |
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So soon |
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It's not the wisest thing to be |
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You don't care if they love you |
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It's been done before |
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You despair if they hate you |
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You'll be drained of all energy |
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All the young who've made it |
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Would agree |
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High flying adored |
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That's good to know |
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But unimportant |
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My story's quite usual |
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Local girl |
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Makes good weds famous man |
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I was stuck in the right place |
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At the perfect time |
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Filled a gap, I was lucky |
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But one thing I'll say for me |
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No one else can fill it like I can |
