Last night's mascara's such a pretty thing
It covers my eyes, I'm a beauty queen
Running down my face, listening to "Orinoco Flow"
Yeah, last night's mascara's such a wonderful thing
It's as dark as my heart, yet it's sparkling
And it stayed with me sitting on the back of the last train home
Mm, would you look at me now? Yeah
Wake up in the morning, oh, would you look at me now?
I'm rubbing it off like it's a memory of you
Oh, look at me now
Oh, would you look at me now?
Wake up in the morning, oh, would you look at me now?
I'm rubbing it off like it's a memory of you
Oh, would you look at me now?
Yeah, last night's mascara's such a pretty thing
It covers my eyes, I'm a beauty queen
Running down my face, listening to "Orinoco Flow"
Oh, oh, and Sunday morning, got me looking crazy
I'm on my knees at the altar, baby
Asking God to wash you from my soul, oh, oh
Oh, would you look at me now? (Oh)
Wake up in the morning, oh, would you look at me now?
I'm rubbing it off like it's a memory of you
Oh, look at me now
Oh, would you look at me now?
Wake up in the morning, oh, would you look at me now? (Oh, would you look at me now?)
I'm rubbing it off like it's a memory of you
Oh, would you look at me now? (Would you look at me, would you look at me?)
Oh, oh, and Sunday morning, got me looking crazy
I'm on my knees at the altar, baby
Asking God to wash you from my soul, oh, oh
Oh, and Sunday morning, got me looking crazy
I'm on my knees at the altar, baby
Asking God to wash you from my soul, oh, oh
Mm, would you look at me now?
Wake up in the morning, oh, would you look at me now?
I'm rubbing it off like it's a memory of you
Oh, look at me now
I'm rubbing it off like it's a memory of you
Look at me now
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