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"With your cherry lips and golden curls
You could make grown men gasp
When you'd go walking past them
In your hot pants and high heels.
They could not believe
That such a body was for real.

It seemed like rainbows would appear,
Whenever you came near
the clouds would disappear,
because you look just like a girl
Your baby blues would flash
And suddenly a spell was cast...

You're such a delicate boy,
in the hysterical realm,
of an emotional landslide
in physical terms.

You hold a candle in your heart
You shine the light on hidden parts
You make the whole world wanna dance
You bought yourself a second chance.

Go Baby, Go Go.
We're right behind you.
Go Baby, Go Go.
Yeah we're looking at you.
Go Baby, Go Go.
Oh, we're right behind you.
Go Baby Go Baby Go!"

--Cherry Lips by Garbage