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Bright light city
You're her religion
Superstars in their own private movie
Play just like children
Lies that take her
Places she's never seen
The kiss and tell of it all
To her seems so obsene
She's so pretty her hair is a mess
We all love her
To that we confess
* She has a halo
We really do adore her
For she has a halo
Can we touch her
For her blindness she sees much further
Like on a wide screen viewing going down on her
She's so pretty her hair is a mess
We all love her
To that we confess
(* Repeat)
She believes in everything
And she believes in nothing in everything
(* Repeat)
She believes in everything
And she believes in nothing in everything
She believes in everything
And she believes in nothing
She has a halo
She has a halo
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