Everlast Little Miss America
It s all been said, it s all been done The war is over, the battle s won Sour grapes, sweet revenge Heaven starts right where hell ends She was young, seventeen She felt so soft she smelled so clean Her aim was true, her heart was Until the day that her daddy walked out the door She s lookin for a man and so much more But her Uncle Sam sent him off to war And Little Miss America, in all of your glory She love the paparazzi, she s tryin to sell her stor
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