Golden Girl

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*- Our love was the greatest party ever thrown, we had it all, Youth, Beauty, Fame, Fortune, everyone wanted to be us. We were moving too fast, spending more than we had, so wrapped up in our image that we sold our soles to pay the damage. And it all seems so glamourous, that is until you′re looking in the mirror and you dont recognise the girl with the bobbed hair, short shimmery dress and the bloodshot eyes staring back at you.-*

Song-

Southern Belle born and raised,

Daddy said stay away,

I rebelled, I fell,

For a Yankee

Blinded by pretty things,

Like that emerald wedding ring

Too late, to save me

Short lived like the jazz age,

New York city

Fast-paced,

Headlining newspapers,

High like sky scrapers,

Damn these diamonds

Take these pearls

I cant be your golden girl.

Party life, social scene

All the fellas whistling,

You said to me

Baby we made it, oh

Colours fade,

Music stops,

Everything we had is lost.

You, and the money,

Wasted.

Short lived like the jazz age

New York city

Fast-paced

Headlining Newspapers

High like sky scrapers

Damn these diamonds

Take these pearls

I cant be your golden girl.

Fame and a fortune

It dont mean a thing

If you dont have love,

The fame and the fortune

It all goes away

When you dont have love,

Short lived like the jazz age,

New York city

Fast paced

Headlining newspapers

High like sky scrapers,

Damn these diamonds

Take these pearls

I can't be your golden

Damn these diamonds

Take these pearls

I cant be your golden girl

No i cant be your golden girl,

I cant be your golden girl.