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2013-07-22


Submitted:Aug 6, 2013    Reads: 6    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Strangers in the night
Cold mid July
Pop, lock and drop out of high school
This is what i really want

I dress like I'm going to a red carpet
Or like I'm a homeless drug addict
Say no to the bad days
This is what i really want

Crystal wine, disco ball
He always calls me princess
She was a superstar, superstar
Oh, honey, make my eyes sparkle again

He brushes my hair so slowly
Don't stare at me like this, sweetheart
Hold me closer, tiny dancer
And I will find love, and pleasure
And tenderness, and passion

Hard to believe you are not mine anymore
You mean the world to me
Lilac mermaids on my mind
Listening to oldies on the radio with you again

Crystal wine, disco ball
He always calls me princess
She was a superstar, superstar
Oh, honey, make my eyes sparkle again

Crystal wine, disco ball
He always calls me princess
She was a superstar, superstar
Oh, honey, make my eyes sparkle again





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