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Young girl so naive |
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Young and hungry, seventeen |
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Sweet thing, peaches and cream |
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Sells her body, lives in a dream |
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She found love, she found it in his eyes |
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Drifts about so all she does is cry |
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Young girl learning fast, |
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She's so different she has no past |
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Nightlife takes its toll on the sweet thing |
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She's growing old |
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She found love, she found it in his arms |
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Drifts about, he's always telling lies |
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Young girl tired of rejection |
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Young girl needing some affection |
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Young girl realizes her body, |
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Is her ticket to life |
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Sweet thing she walks out |
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So she tells him and starts to shout |
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She found love, she found it in his eyes |
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He's got a gun now she's gonna die |
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Young girl, tired of rejection |
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Young girl, needing some affection |
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Young girl, tired of rejection |
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Young girl, needing some affection |
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Young girl |
