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Leather-jacket girl, jet-black hair Addicted to the contrast in the air She don't need no Player Two, she's so good at solitaire But I'm dyin' to get somewhere (One, two) Make a move, die young I'll be runnin' red lights 'til you treat me like your type Black boots, uh, and nylon Use me up until I'm gone Ooh-ooh Cat eyes, razor sharp, I shouldn't touch the edge But I think I need to learn the hard way instead Oh, I try to keep it alive, but I don't know how to I'm tryin' to keep my cool (Hey) Make a move, uh, die young I'll be runnin' rеd lights 'til you treat me like your typе Black boots and nylon, oh Use me up, use me up until I'm gone Ooh, woah Use me up until I'm (Woo) Make a move, uh, die young I'll be runnin' red lights 'til you treat me like your type Black boots and nylon Use me up, use me up until I'm gone Aus Songtexte Mania