Weston Allen - Flamingo - Lyrics, Similar artists

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Artist: Weston Allen

album: The Gloves Come Off

Gucci, Prada, more dead designers
Bodies flock to deals, like birds to water
The pavement's hot and it's getting hotter
I watch you strut like a manager's daughter
For you boy I'm working overtime,
If you shoplift my heart I won't report the crime.
My love to you was a
Fresh kill
That gets cold so cold so cold no more
Ah
Flamingo
Lost down on rodeo
My flamingo
A quiet party of industry clones
Waiters hold the cocktails like an Allen Jones
Culture vultures dig our cheap allure
Dressed head to toe in Good-Will couture
We pose for pictures in our risqué clothes
We're underdressed, we're overexposed
My love to you was a
Cheap thrill
That I know I know I know no more
Ah
Flamingo
Lost down on rodeo
My flamingo
And people point and stare
At the escapee
Cuz to them it's not beauty
It's a novelty
Ah flamingo
My flamingo
My flamingo
Lives in the afterglow
Down on rodeo
Fly away now
To a new town
Where will you go
My flamingo

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