Lights are blinding, girls need blinders
So they can step out of bounds quickly
The sidelines are blind with casualties
Who sip life casually, then gradually become worse.
Don’t bite the apple, Eve, caught up in the crowd,
Now you’re in style and in the winter gets cold
En vogue with your skin out, the city of sin is a pity on a whim.
Good girls gone bad, the city’s filled with them,
Hail Mary to the city you´re a Virgin,
And Jesus can’t save you, life starts when the church ends!
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