Here's a crippled princess . . . The people would have died for her had she shown any goodness But behind her wheelchair she kept all that she needed and she liked girls The townspeople shunned her Quiet and aloof the princess made them all wonder But behind her glazed eyes she knew only she needed one feeling supplied Realize you (is the story) Realize me (I'm slipping down . . . 1, 2, 3, 4)
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Dance around play around fool around dream around Wall around jump around run around tool around feel around
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaa ooo she fits Aqua ballerina lights a match She knows their (sic) all watching but dances for just one one one one child Save the guitar ! save the bass ! drums ! yeah yeah yeah yeah She's burning my building down Divine disgusting (is the dream) It could be (I'm flipping out . . . 1, 2, 3, 4)
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