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Do you remember those days? They were, oh, so funny When I could call you my babe I could call you my honey Well, you held my hand And you took my money But you don't wanna be saved You just wanna be lucky We lived miles apart But the waves kept coming And I held you in my arms When the tears came running Well, you held my hand As you took it all from me But we don't wanna be saved We just wanna be lucky (Wanna be lucky) (Wanna be lucky) 'Cause she's a rich little girl And she's, oh, so lucky With a pocket full of dynamite She better keep runnin' Have you got a reason to be sad When your daddy's got money? Yeah, she's a rich little girl And she's, oh, so lucky Oh, right now I think I can feel my legs shake And make the fucking L right now Think I can feel my legs shake What do you wanna get away from now? What you wanna get away from? Make the fucking L right now Make the fucking L shape Go on, make the fucking L I guess that I'm only real in my head (oh, mmm) Don't take me away from this feeling now Think I can feel my legs shake Think I can feel my legs shake I used to drive down to you When that Addy was the topic We're just young, numb and broke That's why I need these narcotics I'm brand new, baby What the fuck you want? (Yeah) Brand new baby, born at 21 'Cause she's a rich little girl And she's, oh, so lucky I was hoping I'd- I was hoping I'd find myself I was hoping I'd- I was hoping I'd find myself I was hoping I'd- I was hoping I'd- I was hoping I'd- Hoping I'd- (fuck off) I was hoping I'd find myself I was hoping I'd find myself I was hoping I'd find myself And she's, oh, so lucky
Writer(s): Jacob Oliver Manson, Harry Gilmour Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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