She's dancing on the table with no shoes, Her tattoos show old clues of who she once loved.
Her eyes are rolling so fast now from pink stars, Packed bars and smashed glass surround the room.
She must be out of brain coz champagne and cocaine, Is all that she's been seen to do.
The boys she likes are dangerous, wasters, famous, From local hero police pursuits.
Oh and she's really just a young girl, Who said she wants to take on this world, Before she dies, cries, And lights up your skies tonight.
These nights of love and blood spill, Cheap thrills quick steals it won't kill so do as you feel.
These eyes are like some hot blades and gold chains, Give false age and force game she don't want to play.
Coz all that lies on her brain is champagne and cocaine, So son you'll have to play with yourself. It's really just a rat race of bad taste, A court case will soon change the fact you can't tell.
That she's really just a young girl, Who said she wants to take on this world, Before she dies, cries, And lights up your skies tonight.
She's really just a young girl, Who said she wants to take on this world, Before she dies, cries, And lights up your skies tonight.
And should she fall from stars, She'll fall too soon, I'll chase them all away for you my love my moon, And watch you fly assume, That you'll be alright, So take a chance and dance with them tonight.
Oh and she's really just a young girl, Who said she wants to take on this world, Before she dies, cries, And lights up your skies tonight. She's really just a young girl, Who said she wants to take on this world, Before she dies, cries, And lights up your skies tonight, tonight