Sucette

Black leather in the basement
 Said I look like Françoise Hardy
 Things were swept and I was stoned
 Oh, man, it was a party
 In the mirror crossed the room, watched you pick out a tune
 Fumbled once and then you found it
 I was astounded
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 I won't say sucette
 I'm not your fool
 Some pretty thing to dress or silly girl to school
 You may flatter me and yet in your kindness you were cruel
 No, I will not say sucette
 No, I will not play your fool
 Hey, doll, won't you dance for me?
 Dance for me
 One day I'll come clean
 I'll come clean
 'Till then, make up your face for me
 Won't you please?
 Keep all the boys smiling, cackling
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 Who said you can act like that?
 And I guess you'll get your laughs on the backs of the flowers yet to bloom
 She's a rose now; bent and faded
 Gets it, but she's jaded
 Everything's so complicated