i'm so hard for a rich girl.
my heels are high, my eyes cast low
and I don't know how to love.
I get too tired after mid-day, lately
I take it out on my good friends,
but the worst stays in or where would I begin?

my office glows all night long.
it's a nuclear show and the stars are gone.
elevator, elevator, take me home...

I'm so hot for the rich girl,
her heels so high and my hopes so low,
'cause I don't know how to love.
i'll take her home after midnight
and if she likes, I'll tell her lies
of how we'll be in love by the morning.
i don't think she'll know that I'm saying goodbye...

don't go. say you'll stay.
spend a lazy sunday in my arms,
I won't take anything away...

don't go. say you'll stay.
spend a lazy sunday in my arms,
don't take anything away...

elevator love letter-stars
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some images takern from sxc.hu and friends from deviantart.



one boring day at the office...
inspired by one perfect song by stars (obviously)

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