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Through the haze and the fog Here she comes
And she's not like the others
On a busy street where you can't tell apart
Hipsters from hookers
Come on down, come on down, come on down
Buckle up, take a seat, take your crown
Hold my hand through the dangerous side of this town
'Cause you've just met the king of these clowns
On a purple dress
My damsel in distress
On a purple dress
My damsel in distress
*** clad on an armor of faith
That's how she made through the summer
On a twist of fate, tied down to the tracks
Crying out for your mother
Come on down, come on down, come on down
And don't bother trying to figure out
Why you've been laying down your love On the counter of a pawn shop
While mine's in the lost and found
On a purple dress
My damsel in distress
On a purple dress
My damsel in distress
On a purple dress
My damsel in distress
On a purple dress
My damsel in distress
On a purple dress
My damsel in distress
On a purple dress
My damsel in distress
Come on down, come on down, come on down
Come on down, come on down, come on down
Come on down, come on down, come on down
Come on down, come on down, come on down
Come on down, come on down, come on down
Come on down, come on down, come on down