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Paroles: Dirtie Blonde. Karma Boy.

You came here to deliver
You came to see me squirm
You came to make an entrance
To remind us of your worth
So give me one good reason
To waste a song and dance
On someone undeserving
Of any second chance
Because it's too late, karma's comin' back for you..
And there's no way out, so what you wanna do?
Take your eyes off of that little child
She's compromised enough
Because it's me you want, you want, you want
We spoke of love's misfortune

And you downplayed all your wealth
And you claimed to be abandoned
Yeah, you victimized yourself
And I was just the scapegoat
But I'm not the only one
To recognize the monster
Of what you had become
[Chorus]




Dirtie Blonde