mid tempo melodic pop song, catchy chorus.
Written by S. Smith/ G. Wood
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Girl trying to find her way, but keeps finding the next party.
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She keeps her secrets buried deep. But they come alive when she dreams. Her night turns to day, so she'll pass the time away, drinking coffee reading girly magazines. She's a crime of opportunity.
Hey Danielle, they tell me you're bad company. Hey Danielle, honey you're a mystery to me.
She is only happy when she's stoned and the drinks are flowing all night long. But the work day never ends, so she's texting all her friends with painted nails, that her headaches on the mend.
She just wants to go where the music never ends.
Hey Danielle, they tell me you're bad company. Hey Danielle, honey you're a mystery, a mystery Danielle. Well maybe you're bad company, but honey you mean everything to me.
Late at night she feels afraid. She hates to be alone, so she hates to walk away. Morning comes with disregard that she's in disarray. Alone with her thoughts, man its always the same, always the same, hey Danielle.
She keeps her secrets buried deep.Like a hidden treasure in her dreams. But her night turns to day, so she'll slowly drift away drinking coffee, reading girly magazines, drinking coffee reading girly magazines.
Hey Danielle they tell me you're bad company. Hey Danielle, honey you're a mystery, a mystery Danielle. Well maybe you're bad company. But honey you mean everything. The stars collide, you shine within. Baby you mean everything to me.
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