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Misty Miller
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Stars
Don't go chasing stars
You won't see what a star you are
Don't climb those walls
I've seen some people fall
Don't get so high
It only makes you lie
They call it obsession
But here's my correction
Babe, you're only regressin'
They call it 'depression'
Like an Elvis convention
It's just a little miswearin'
Let's go succeed
Finally, we'll be on your beach
Still, I bet they'll try
To separate us every night
They call it obsession
But here's my correction
Babe, you're only regressin'
They call it 'depression'
Like an Elvis convention
It's just a little miswearin'
I won't, be forever
You won't, stick around
Birds of a feather
Will hit the ground
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One day
They call it obsession
But here's my correction
Babe, you're only regressin'
They call it 'depression'
Like an Elvis convention
It's just a little miswearin'
You make me sick
I don't know why
All the other boys try
They run around town
Doin' all that brown
I'm comin' down
Same place, but a different town
I promise, I promise, I promise
I promise you I'll wait
Bada ba ba, badada ba ba
Bada ba ba, badada ba ba
Bada ba ba, badada ba ba
Bada ba ba, badada ba ba
Bada ba ba, badada ba ba
Bada ba ba, badada ba ba
Bada ba ba, badada ba ba
Ba-a, o-oh
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