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Violet was tickling my fancy Gives out just the right amount of soul I wonder if it makes me sound too old Decided that it's Stella or a Candy Seems as if I'm spinning down a pole Swept them over to the stack of no’s La-di-dah I sing songs about Whatever the fuck they want Whatever the fuck they want And ooh-eh-ooh I'm so blue Anna-Marie Mirage Painting my tear drops on And on, and on, and on Staring through the window of a wig store Crying through the credits of a show That you've seen a bunch of times before An inch away from settling on Coco Shame that she's that girl you used to know Loved her, but we had to let her go Letras de cancionesLa-di-dah We sing songs about Whatever the fuck they want Whatever the fuck they want And ooh-eh-ooh We're so blue Anna-Marie Mirage Painting our tear drops on And on, and on, and on Anna-Marie Mirage Shooting a mood collage Piñata paper heart I don't know where she starts And I stop Dress me like the front of a casino Push me down another rabbit hole Touch me like I'm gonna turn to gold She's almost like a million other people That you'll never really get to know And it feels as if she's swallowing me whole La-di-dah We sing songs about Whatever the fuck she wants Whatever the fuck she wants And ooh-eh-ooh We're so blue Anna-Marie Mirage She's painting our tear drops on And on, and on, and on From Letras Mania