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Little Queen beware,
fashion tempers flare And they light up with a brilliant glare
Page after page after page after page After page
A hollow vase only costs ten pounds But
an empty vessel makes the loudest sounds
And you have to get heard in this loudest of towns
Or go under
We don't care if you can't pay We don't care what you've got to say
We don't hear when you cry out Our smiles are hollowed out
Let's talk about me
Mozaaq Bouteli Let's talk about me
Mozaaq Bouteli
The people look like ghouls in the neon light
Hit the big city blues every single night All gone crazy,
it was never the same
Not now,
not ever Bars full of couples not talking to each other
Seeking solitude in the company of others But not in love,
we just can't resist each
other Playtime
We don't care if you can't pay We don't care what you've got to say
We don't hear when you cry out Our smiles are hollowed out
Let's talk about me
Mozaaq Bouteli
Let's talk about me
Mozaaq Bouteli
Let's talk about me,
me,
me,
me,
me Mozaaq Bouteli
We don't care if you can't pay We don't care what you've got to say
We don't hear when you cry out Our smiles are hollowed out
Let's talk about me
Let's talk about me
Let's talk about me
Let's talk about me, me, me, me, me, me
Oh,
Mozaaq Bouteli Let's talk about me
Mozaaq Bouteli
Mozaaq Bouteli
Mozaaq Bouteli