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I′m not a natural liar
I'm not a natural anything
I′ve got a lot of jealousy
And it doesn't look too good on me

I get bored in the middle of the night
Wake up in the morning and I want to start a fight
Said I still look 17
You got a few years left to make it in a magazine

A smile like old smoke that hangs
You give that look of give and take
And you haunt me
L'ésprit de l′escalier
You said, I never want to hear you say
What you wanted

I′m not a natural dancer
I'm always quick to guess an answer
I′ve got my dad's impatience
Always in a rush to feel sensation

I get bored in the middle of the night
Wake up in the morning and want to see the light
Said I still look 17
You got a few years left to make it in a magazine

A smile like old smoke that hangs
You give that look of give and take
And you haunt me
L′ésprit de l'escalier
You said, I never want to hear you say
What you wanted

And I′m not a natural winner
I want to be the dead ringer
I'm not a natural lover
Some things like that you can't recover
But I know how to open my heart
Though you had to know me from the very start

You said I still look 17
I got a few years left to make it in a magazine

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