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[This is really rough, but I love this song, it's hard to decipher some of the meaning. Please add your suggestion, if you can]You set yourself up againrun back to New York City sell yourself your new fameyeah with eyes that could cut down the lawsbut the camera will one day shoot you downoh you're just a girl living inside a boxyou dance the foxtrot down to the beat of your own drumOoohh I should have asked you to be mineOoohh, Yes, I think of it all the timeBut it's hard, when you're picking up loose endsLoose endsOh I met you when we were youngPass by the eyes But we looked backed at the songTommy was a man who made the connectionI still see him when I can, he still mentions youOhh, the fractions of our heart, the lovers that tore us apartand you're the one that did me the worseOoohh I should have asked you to be mineOoohh, You're still the princess of my mindAnd it's hard, picking up loose endsSongtexteShe was a family of eccentricsof it was hard for her because they never ignored herand still her father would have loved to adore herand will do what I can to get back to herOoohh I should have asked her to be mineOoohh, Now she's the princess of our timeBut it's hard, picking up loose ends Aus Songtexte Mania