I’m not who your thinking You must be mistaken Sweet things were made Just in my size Daddy’s little girl’s went all wrong She’s got secrets and they’re so selfish Classic case of the silver screen beauty With a tragedy Bad luck comes in killing sprees Lately more unlucky threes It’s not that she’s shaken The whole world is moving because
Daddy’s girl’s found her art is beauty With elegance comes robbery Smoke rings little flings All the while there goes everything (oh) Lady luck comes in killing sprees Lately she’s been quite the tease It’s not that she’s shaken The whole world is moving because
Her innocence plays people well Her crying eyes were made to sell (Made to sell) Cause her story is so heartfelt
If you beg and you plead For more than the high times If you want and you need More than the high life Than you’ve been and you’ve seen The edge of the high rise