Girls - why are we so crazy?
Always wanting what probably shouldn't be.
The harder we chase
The faster you race.
Lengthen the stride and gasp for air
Cuz your smile is more than we can bear.
We'll exhaust ourselves for the boy
Who views us merely as his toy
While the nice guy gets left in the dust.
Seems like the race is run for the victory of lust.
But our victory we'll defend
Until the sorrowful end.
Until we realize finally:
The race for lust isn't all it's cracked up to be.
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