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Seventeen
Saturday, May 22, 2010, 6:04 AM

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She said she doesn't need anyone at all,
They say she's living way too fast,
I wonder how long she can last before she falls
To the ground.

Sneaking out at night,
She's dancing at the night club,
Yeah, she got a fake ID,
And they'll never know she's 17.
Oh, and she's drinking with her friends,
And they're all 21,
I wonder how much longer she can get away with
Her dirty little secret.