so lucky? girl ?Pull my hair, I'll **** it? girl Stupid girl! Pretty ?will you **** me? girl Silly ?I'm so lucky? girl ?Pull my hair, I'll **** it? girl Stupid girl
world Drifting like a feather She's not like the other girls She lives in the clouds And talks to the birds Hopeless little one She's not like the other girls
me Cause I dont want to be the one that settles for the barrel of the gun And were burnt out cause all the cool girls are dead I heard you finally
be [2x] Elvis isn't dead Elvis isn't dead Elvis isn't dead cause I heard him on the radio Elvis isn't dead Elvis isn't dead Elvis isn't dead and you
Your mystery house Bringing me down Footsteps behind when there's no one around Black and white pearls Vivian girls Saving the day when our hero left
I have just discovered Some girls are bigger than others Some girls are bigger than others Some girl's mothers are bigger than Other girl's mothers Some girls
stuff what they read in the papers Keeps them lookin' sorta half in a daze Well the dead girls of London, why do they act that way? We're the dead girls
We were down at Dead Man's Hill Smoking vines like cigarettes Looking through the trashy mags Trying to feel what's coming next You told me of crashing
their advantage and their guns Up the deer stand shooting up a storm And all the time You were telling me all those lies Oh, silly man, a silly girl
gone to the other side Dead dead So dearly departed Dead dead So lost and broken hearted Dead dead Dead girls are easy Dead dead Dead girls are easy Dead
she will stay No more running away Now you're mine for eternity My love for you will never die A peaceful perfect harmony No more sorrow or tears cause' Dead girls
had The dead girls say Counting our blessings like an extra day We turn and walk away Counting our blessings like an extra day Prayed you wouldn't stay The dead girls
stairs of a sinking mansion her siblings take me to her sometimes they say she's my ghost sent back to rape this body and that i'm a painter of dead girls
s the stuff what they read in the papers Keeps them lookin' sorta half in a daze Well the dead girls of London Why do they act that way? We're the dead girls
really is it so strange that dead girls like me can't you see? only dead girls like me oh, dead girls like me can't you see? only dead girls don't walk
be (2x) Elvis isn't dead Elvis isn't dead Elvis isn't dead cause I heard him on the radio Elvis isn't dead Elvis isn't dead Elvis isn't dead and you
me Cause I dont want to be the one that settles for the barrel of the gun And were burnt out cause all the cool girls are dead I heard you finally hit
The dead girls say Counting our blessings like an extra day We turn and walk away Counting our blessings like an extra day We prayed you wouldn't stay The dead girls