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On the streets where you live girls talk about their social lives
They're made of lipstick, plastic and paint
A touch of sable in their eyes
All my life, all my life
All I've asked when my daddy's gonna talk to me
I am living in an other world
Tryin' to get my message through

No-one heard a single word what I said
They should have seen it in my eyes
What was going round in my head

Ooh, I'm a little runaway
Daddy's girl learned fast
All those things he couldn't say

A different line every night, guaranteed to blow my mind
You see me out on the streets
Combing for a wild time
So I'm sitting home alone 'cause there's nothing left that I can do
There's only pictures hung in the shadows
Left there to look at me

You know I like the lights at night on the neon broadway signs
I don't really mind
It's only love that I hope to find