| As I first walked out
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| LA whispers
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| She hides no secrets from me
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| She lays them out
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| On a bed of cracked concrete
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| She will love her
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| Under cardboard covers
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| I’ll be your everything
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| In these streets of golden stars
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| She’ll bed our broken hearts, mhm
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| Oh, the less you care to know
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| The more you’ll call her home, mhm
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| For in the fangs of the fox
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| You will receive the teeth
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| The teeth
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| The teeth
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| Once a little girl with dreams, with one dream
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| Until the lights unknowing
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| To meet man’s every need
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| Now the burning break of dawn
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| She counts her money
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| These years unfriendly
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| Was it worth your fantasy?
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| In these streets of golden stars
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| She’ll bed our broken hearts, mhm
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| Oh, the less you care to know
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| The more you’ll call her home, mhm
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| For in the fangs of the fox
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| You will receive the teeth
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| The teeth
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| The teeth
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| So good night sunset
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| Hollywood just close your eyes
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| And when the morning comes
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| We’ll be miles across state lines
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| Oh the escape’s so good
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| It tastes so sweet
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| But we’ll regret, the moment we up and leave
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| In these streets of golden stars
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| She’ll bed our broken hearts, oh
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| Oh, the less you care to know
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| The more you’ll call her home, mhm
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| For in the fangs of the fox
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| You will receive…
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| For in the fangs of the fox
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| You will receive…
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| For in the fangs of the fox
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| You will receive…
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| The teeth
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| The teeth
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| The teeth |