You like the Radio in your Head baby?
I know you love to sing every song.
Sing for me all night long.
You sing of chemicals and love, baby.
That boy has got you writing way too much,
and you beg for his touch.
Don't change your name because I loose you, baby.
Everyone wants to hear tell the news,
with only high heel shoes.
You are dangerous in the dark.

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