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Raven hair in the black alley night of the city Crimson satin pleats flow down to the floor Sipping whiskey in a dead end dive deadly pretty Electric rushes shooting up her spine like a Tesla coil She's the queen of the cool The belle of the ball She holds the lock and key She's the study of style Equipped to beguile In the source of the energy New Orleans, San Francisco, and Chicago Could not keep her down Hollywood Hills were just a passing phase A private flight to JFK with a finance clown She got her own place now she's doing ok She's the queen of the cool The belle of the ball She holds the lock and key She's the study of style A tea sipping Anglophile In the source of the energy You can try to reach her but don't expect a spark She's a dream to you so just let it be She's the queen of the cool The belle of the ball She holds the lock and key She's the study of style Equipped to beguile In the source of the energy The queen of the cool The belle of the ball She holds the lock and key She's the study of style A tea sipping Anglophile In the source of the energy
Writer(s): David Pattillo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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