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Moody girl, in a whirl, your life is a Pollack mural
Such a teen, queen, everything is so obscene
Always standing in the down
Pretty mouth wide drowning
Tiny feet that in circles
Bruise the world and leave a

Moody girl, in a whirl, carving hearts in burl
Silly dame, what a shame, cant you see to blame?
Always others secrets
But you never seem to yours
Wonder who the were made for
Not for you because the games called
Moody girl, in a whirl, moody girl, in a

Lipstick, perfume, stains your dress
teacups, shinning in the mess
No one told you life could be so
You make the best of what you
I can see why a
Moody girl, in a whirl, girl, in a whirl

Lilting eyelash, tears
Knee jerk passion practiced all the
No one told you could be so bland
You the worst of what you have
No surprise youre a

Moody girl, in a whirl, clutching at pearls
How bout that spoiled brat? thought youd laugh last

When its to face the music
got cotton in your ears
But the ever-smiling poseur a song freshly composed for
Moody girl, in a whirl, moody in a whirl