Difference between revisions of "You Could Be Her/Lyrics"
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− | <lyrics>I run the | + | <lyrics>I run the Goddamned pretzel store at Buckingham Mall |
− | Here on the east | + | Here on the east wing's second floor, I'm belle of the ball |
− | But at night I could swear that | + | But at night I could swear that I'm someone else |
− | Someone | + | Someone who's better |
Why does no one come here to save me? | Why does no one come here to save me? | ||
− | Why | + | Why won't anybody stay? |
− | Cause | + | 'Cause I've got it in my head that maybe |
+ | You could be her | ||
Six hundred dollars, seven days, and I drink all I make | Six hundred dollars, seven days, and I drink all I make | ||
− | While people with great big fat | + | While people with great big fat BA's, they move and they shake |
− | I | + | I can't dress me up, I can't take me out |
− | I | + | I can't do nothing |
Why does no one come here to save me? | Why does no one come here to save me? | ||
− | Why | + | Why won't anybody stay? |
− | Cause | + | 'Cause I've got it in my head that maybe |
+ | You could be her | ||
− | You | + | You don't come by no more |
You never wear that sweater I like | You never wear that sweater I like | ||
− | You | + | You don't say nothing that makes me think I'll ever get out of here |
− | Six in the morning, | + | Six in the morning, I'm awake, and it's nobody's fault |
I knot them up tightly, watch them bake, and rub in the salt | I knot them up tightly, watch them bake, and rub in the salt | ||
− | + | Somewhere, there's a hell that was meant for me | |
− | I think I found it | + | And I think I found it |
Why does no one come here to save me? | Why does no one come here to save me? | ||
− | Why | + | Why won't anybody stay? |
− | Cause | + | 'Cause I've got it in my head that maybe |
+ | You could be her</lyrics> |
Revision as of 03:07, 18 April 2008
I run the Goddamned pretzel store at Buckingham Mall
Here on the east wing's second floor, I'm belle of the ball
But at night I could swear that I'm someone else
Someone who's better
Why does no one come here to save me?
Why won't anybody stay?
'Cause I've got it in my head that maybe
You could be her
Six hundred dollars, seven days, and I drink all I make
While people with great big fat BA's, they move and they shake
I can't dress me up, I can't take me out
I can't do nothing
Why does no one come here to save me?
Why won't anybody stay?
'Cause I've got it in my head that maybe
You could be her
You don't come by no more
You never wear that sweater I like
You don't say nothing that makes me think I'll ever get out of here
Six in the morning, I'm awake, and it's nobody's fault
I knot them up tightly, watch them bake, and rub in the salt
Somewhere, there's a hell that was meant for me
And I think I found it
Why does no one come here to save me?
Why won't anybody stay?
'Cause I've got it in my head that maybe
You could be her