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You got a quick snap-lock on your cold, cold heart
You got your YSL kicks and a red birthmark
In the shape of Canada
That you try to keep a secret
You got a quick clack walk and a cold hard stare
And if your eyes could talk theyd say they just dont care
Before they wander off
To hide inside their sockets
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Youve got your scars and youve got your birthmarks
Youve got Toronto hiding on your hip, honey
Youve got your secrets
Youve got your regrets
Darling, we all do
You got a fool-proof plan for a lonely life
You wont be no ones daughter and no drunk mans wife
If a wife at all
Its a silly institution
Or so you keep insisting
Chorus:
Youve got your scars and youve got your birthmarks
Youve got Toronto hiding on your hip, honey
Youve got your secrets
Youve got your regrets
Darling, we all do
Youre cool coy, bout to stroll, very hip
Its you thats hidden by the expectations
We want to see you, wont you show us where to start?
Youre talking trash with your red liquor lips
Its you that tickle in the conversation
Sweet Betty, wont you show us who you are?
Chorus:
Youve got your scars and youve got your birthmarks
Youve got Toronto hiding on your hip, honey
Youve got your secrets
Youve got your regrets
Darling, we all do
You've got a quick snap-lock on your cold, cold heart