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Moody girl, in a whirl, life is like a Pollack mural
a teen, drama queen, everything is so obscene
Always in the down pour
Pretty mouth wide drowning
Tiny feet that spin in
the world and leave a purple

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

Lipstick, perfume, upon your dress
teacups, shinning in the mess
No one you life could be so bland
You make the best of you have
I can see why a
girl, in a whirl, moody girl, in a whirl

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

Moody girl, in a whirl, at dime-store pearls
How bout that spoiled brat? Always thought youd laugh

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