Woodstock woman rides coach into Coachella
Singing hold me closer, tiny dancer
She'll love you to death but wonders why she keeps on living
Praying one day she might know the answer
Broadway baby screaming, "Jesus won't you save me?"
She barely makes a living as a drag queen
Practice her poses hoping someone will notice
She really hasn't loved herself much lately
And it might be longer than you thought
'Til you're five miles high and rolling in the Benjamin's
So you live your life losing sleep
'Cause you just can't seem to find thе perfect sentiment
And I might be wrong, I might die young, but it really seems to me
That maybe we're just living for a dream
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Manchester monster, he's smoother than Sinatra
Wants to party like a rockstar 'til he's dead
Drives from town to town singing Wonderwall with the windows down
He sees a life worth living in his head
But it might be longer than you thought
'Til you're five miles high and rolling in the Benjamin's
So you live your life losing sleep
'Cause you just can't seem to find the perfect sentiment
And I might be wrong, I might die young, but it really seems to me
That maybe we're just living for a dream
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And it might be longer than you thought
'Til you're five miles high and rolling in the Benjamin's
So you live your life losing sleep
'Cause you just can't seem to find the perfect sentiment
And I might be wrong, I might die young, but it really seems to me
That maybe we're just living for a dream