Marcella Detroit - Miss Anne Throp Lyrics
(Marcella Detroit)I met you in a magazineA candy store, for every girl's dreamsYour black eyes seemed to cry and sayI never wanted to be this wayOh, kiddThey use you and they say you're to blameAccuse youAnd you're the one who's wastin'Away, you're wastin' away...Come back when you're underfedA diana doll, lookin' half-deadNow that you're a superstarYou'll never notice how gone you areOh, kiddThey use you and they say you're to blameAccuse youAnd you're the one who's wastin'Away, you're wastin' away.....Down with the garbageWhere every good goddess goesAnd when you're goneAnother lamb wears your clothes, oh kidd!!They use you and they say you're to blameAccuse you, and you're the one who's wastin'Away, you're wastin;Away, you're wastinAway,You're wastin' away.........