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Another bad day |
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She's a little bit closer |
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But to a heart of stone |
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She's never gonna see that she has to face it her own |
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Everybody walking alone like Jesus |
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She's now fascinated |
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Oh three drinks later |
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It ain't that complicated |
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She takes a look around this crazy town |
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She's given just one reason to stay |
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She lies in her bed with a lit cigarette |
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But she don't cry no more |
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She is sick LA, she is walking away |
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Looking for something more |
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With a smile on her face, she just walks off the stage |
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She closes the door |
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But she don't cry no more |
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But she don't cry no more |
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She didn't want to end up a fallen star |
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On the boulevard |
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She's been away |
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Up through th Hills |
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Everything got spoiled a little too fast |
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She went a little too far |
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And she did whiskey, a little cocaine |
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And pills, she's alright |
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She lies in her bed with a lit cigarette |
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But she don't cry no more |
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She is sick of LA, she is walking away |
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Looking for something more |
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With a smile on her face, she just walks off the stage |
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She closes the door |
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She don't cry no more |
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She don't cry no more |
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Get down |
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She's alone and away, never going back |
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To the angel city lights |
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About the time she goes to sleep, yeah |
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She lies in her bed with a lit cigarette |
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But she don't cry no more |
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She is sick LA, she is walking away |
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Looking for a little bit more |
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She lies in her bed with a lit cigarette |
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But she don't cry no more |
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She is sick of LA, she is walking away |
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Looking for something more |
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With a smile on her face, she just walks off the stage |
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She closes the door |
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She don't cry no more, yeah |
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She don't cry no more, oh |
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Well, she don't cry no more |
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She don't cry no more, no |
