Born and Bred

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I'm a girl on fire
But I bite like ice
Heads up honey
You'd better think twice

Don't corner me alone
Or send me on my own
I'm not a throwing stone
And you can't steal my throne

I'm the girl on top
But you'll be looking down
When I get you in my grasp
They'll never heard a sound

Count one, two, three
Can you still see me?
Within the dark debris
I'm flying high and free

I'm that girl born and bred
You never stood a chance
From the first thing said
This wasn't my first dance

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