Laura

(Emma Anderson)

Mirror maid, tummy ache,
Make-up run,
Lipstick girl, black stick curl,
In the new york sun.

Inside out, you know about my,
Silly game,
Even though, you don't know,
About my name.

Where i've been,
What I dream,
What I seem.

Clumsy eyes realise how to write the word,
Basically, you sing for me,
When I am hurt.

Stoned and blind,
Never mind Luckie's song,
Press the keys,
I can be where you belong.

I'm a fan,
Of your hand,
Ooh.

And,
I'm in love,
Cry above,
Ooh.

And,
I'm a fan,
Of your hand,
Every man,
Ooh.

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