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You can run away, and you can hide No one cares what you do tonight You can take a photograph, you can steal a scene The cast: an imitation doll of wax and me Blue eyes, tired cliche You spread your legs just for a name Candlesticks and new guitars, a canopy of sound Forgotten places that we found Starlight summer cinema, a red dress for tonight Red wine and out I go before I get to try Blue eyes, fall from day I sweat your name across my face Headline says you are a pretty girl It must be true...they all love you You're so original, you're so clever you're a pretty girl, oh yeah, you're a pretty girl Rich man says you are a pretty girl Plain plane girl, cheap poetry girl You're so unique, a rising star You're so much better than we are You are so wild and you've got friends and you've got style Cause you're a pretty girl, yeah, you're a pretty girl From Letras Mania