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