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She left with the sunlight I cried to the moonlight This crazy bitch, she stole my life She left with the sunlight I cried to the moonlight This fucking bitch deserves to die She left with the sunlight She left with the sunlight Not quite sure if I was fine Still hungover from yesterday All my trouble not that far away Then I saw her Dark hair, blue eyes, and an ass to die for We were at this private party I think I wouldn't even have met her I'm so attracted Looking at her drinking vodka Red Bull She says she works in fashion Yeah, she's an accountant from The Gap But she's funny We drank all night long She impressed me with her iPod playlist From Slayer to Aerosmith No fucking Jeff Buckley She told me, "I can play a guitar" That's the moment I decided to bring her back home Luckily my flatmate is abroad I asked her, she said yes She asked me when, I said now She left with the sunlight I cried to the moonlight This crazy bitch, she stole my life She left with the sunlight I cried to the moonlight This fucking bitch deserves to die She left with the sunlight She left with the sunlight Going back home in a cab We kept drinking a lot She was touching my leg It was electric I fucked her to Mariah Carey's "Hero" Now I'd like to sleep a little So I said, "do you want to have a shower before you leave?" I fell asleep so fucking drunk She stole my silver shaker and my Jazzmaster My fucking Jazzmaster She left with the sunlight I cried to the moonlight This crazy bitch, she stole my life She left with the sunlight I cried to the moonlight This fucking bitch deserves to die I will find this (???) again My Jazzmaster |
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