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She moves, six, eight, ten, LRL, RLL, one, two Outside is the night of the cel-le-le-le-le-le-le-bri-ty Long sit, I'm so sick of the, of the girls that you call your friends Lipstick won't twist necks, little birds on their little twigs New comes and goes Your eyes won't close Break up is no fun say good, say goodbye to the ones you love So what cars, trucks, there no mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-re Success won't help less anymore than you want that to New comes and goes Your eyes won't close New comes and goes I'm sick, I'm so sick of the, of the girls that you call your friends Lipstick won't twist necks, little birds on their little twigs New comes and New comes and New comes and.. goes Breakup is no fun say good, say goodbye to the ones you love