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You're not mean, you're just born to be seen Born to be wild A little party never hurt no one, that's why it's alright You want in but you just can't win So you hang in the lights
You're so Art Deco out on the floor Shining like gunmetal, cold and unsure Baby, you're so ghetto, you're looking to score When they all say hello, you try to ignore them
'Cause you want more (why?)