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Drop Dead Gorgeous Lyrics


Baby, everything you say, say
Shoots me through the chest
Yeah, everytime everytime
Maybe, we can only pray, pray
I want to digress
Yeah everytime
And I'm gone to
Pretending this way out, to
Here we go again
My dearest to my love
We write these letters, pump the stereo
(Here we go again)
(Go, go, go again)
(Here we go again)
(Go, go, go again)
[Chorus:]Can you turn off the lights and radio
(and up the stereo)
Can you turn off the lights and radio

(and up the stereo)
(I just don't care)
Hope you drop dead gorgeous
(I just don't care)
Hope you drop dead, anyway.
(Anyway)
Baby, everything you do, do
Dries my lonely lips
Yeah, everytime everytime
Could you
Collide with my lies, lies
Crashing with my stitch
Yeah everytime
And I'm gone to
Pretending this way out, to
Here we go again
My dearest to my love
We write these letters, pump the stereo
(Here we go again)
(Go, go, go again)
(Here we go again)
(Go, go, go again)
[Chorus:]Can you turn off the lights and radio
(and up the stereo)
Can you turn off the lights and radio
(and up the stereo)
(I just don't care)
Hope you drop dead gorgeous
(I just don't care)
Hope you watch me hit that..
HIGH (woo)
You know it's all because of you
(Here we go again)
(Go, go, go again)
(Here we go again)
(Go, go, go again)
When he goes away..
Away!
(I just don't care)
Hope you drop dead gorgeous
(I just don't care)
Hope you drop dead gorgeous
(I just don't care)
Hope you drop dead gorgeous
(I just don't care)
Hope you die to hear me say
(I just don't care)
Hope you die to hear me say
(I just don't care)
Hope you die to hear me say
(I just don't care)
Hope you die to hear me say
(I just don't care)
Hope you drop dead gorgeous.

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What do you call a female Brooklyn songwriter with a smarmy, witty lyrical edge, a band that plays as if they'd just stepped out of the Brill Building, and a voice that's got the squeaky charm of Gwen Stefani's? Howabout: the next Lily Allen.
“I was the surprise,” says April Smith, the bonus baby her parents won late and whose moxie and dash astounded everyone she met. Today, she remains a welcome bolt: a loose-lipped, cocked-hip gal whose music and mien could buoy the Titanic.

Read more about April Smith and The Great Picture Show on Last.fm.


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