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julian casablancas - little girl lyrics

a trick that people use to make you think they are smart
is confidence when actually they’re lost in the dark
only someone with the mind of a child says he’ll grow up
the seven and the avalanche you’re life will show up
it’s nice to be loved it can never happen too late
i wanna share my food but you have stolen my plate

hey now, hey now go your way now

you tortured little girl
showing them what love is all about
where did all the time go?
everywhere it’s gone, gone, gone

you get the point now
you pick yourself up off the bars
he’s on his arm now
cause they remind you off the pictures on the wall now
but you was young and i wasn’t not even born yet
if you think i know a little more bit
you have this person on the streets you aren’t correct
because i make no random sh-t, not hear to preach men
you knowi just wanna have fun, go to the beach, man
that’s all i am, i’m just a simple guy who talks when

you put a microphone in front of him

you twisted little girl showing them what life is all about
where did all the time go?
everywhere it’s gone

running left in a relationship
going in circles and i just can’t wait
running left so we can get in shape
get in shape because we can’t escape
running left because i’m already late
really not, i’m in the exact same place
running laps in your relationship
running away from the subtleties of
the world’s always amazed at how much cash you made
but not at how you made it, it’s just strange
it sounded kind of cool over the phone
it k!lled your neighbors and their dog and crushed their bones

you tortured little girl
showing them what laughter’s all about
where did all the wine go?
every night it’s gone

you got it all worked out
funny little girl
showing them what pain is all about
where did all the time go?
every night it’s gone, gone, gone

you’re the coolest girl in this whole town i just wanna parade you around

- julian casablancas lyrics

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