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Daddy's girl, she works the night away Through tears and pain, she makes it day by day Once her heart was weak It was aching for more She was more than complete Admired and adored It wouldn't die out The fire inside her And still it burns But the fire has gone High born, rich man's girl A white swan in her own little world Always had more money than sense She turns her back on those she depended on It's just a little change of attitude She never felt this way before She doesn't know what she'll be going through She wants more Young blood Your future is held In the hands of a stranger Young blood Don't ever give your heart away Night time, hanging around Dealing with the wrong guys On the wrong side of town A good time on someone's backseat You've got to get out, but you're dragging your feet And now you're walking with a bad reputation Hot gossip going with your name Two different worlds are such a tough combination Your heart is bleeding And you're living in shame

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Daddy's girl, she works the night awayThrough tears and pain, she makes it day by dayOnce her heart was weakIt was aching for moreShe was more than completeAdmired and adoredIt wouldn't die outThe fire inside herAnd still it burnsBut the fire has goneigh born, rich man's girlA white swan in her own little worldAlways had more money than senseShe turns her back on those she depended onIt's !ust a little change of attitudeShe ne"er felt this way beforeShe doesn't know what she'll be going throughShe wants more#oung blood#our future is heldIn the hands of a stranger#oung bloodDon't e"er gi"e your heart away$ight time, hanging aroundDealing with the wrong guysOn the wrong side of townA good time on someone's backseat#ou'"e got to get out, but you're dragging your feetAnd now you're walking with a bad reputationot gossip going with your nameTwo different worlds are such a tough combination#our heart is bleedingAnd you're li"ing in shame%hate"er happened to your dignityOut where the days ha"e no names#ou're left alone with your philosophiesAnd your dreams&'horus(Another la)y dayAnother cra)y nightAnother lonely heartas broken up insideanging on the edgeIt ain't funnyBut that's how it goes%hen you trade lo"e for moneyOh whate"er happened to your dignityDon't look away&'horus(