She got a pink shirt on
the print says she's hot
she tells me I'm not
but I'm not the one
with the fingers down my throat
and unlike you
I can run in these shoes
these steel-toed boots
will walk all over you
so don't look at me
like I tipped the doorman to get in
you can swirl that guy
around your finger
for the bottle of champange
you're drinking with your friends
I'm pulling back my fifth beer
and I've got the money
to pay for myself, honey
I've paid my dues
and now it's someone elses turn
this witch won't burn
20080629
uppdatering
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