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She came into town to be a part of the scene
Wearing blue suede shoes and her sisters jeans
Aiming to please, looking for a tease
In every rocker on the cover of a magazine

Sweet sixteen, high on self esteem
Waiting for a chance, looking for a dance the dance of decadence - a lil romance
Sex machine, a rock n rollers dream
She played with fire and ice, and everything in between
A fantasy of kings and queens that's yet unheard, yet unseen

Chorus

Blame it blame it blame it, blame it on her youth
Blame it on her rose-tinted glasses
Blame it blame it blame it, blame it on her youth
Blame it on the demons in her mind

The thrill of the chase, always sweet to let go
She was the starstruck hotel room queen at the end of the show
She loved the heat down this dead-end street
And every morning always brought in the urge for more

Just sixteen, tried so hard to fit in
She lived the trance, with the devils she danced the dance of decadence - never lost a chance
She dreamt of precious stones and the silver screen
(when) she looked around it wasn't what it seemed
Now shes picking up the pieces of her broken dreams, just like any other casualty of the scene

Repeat chorus

Blame it blame it blame it, blame it on her youth
Blame it on her rose-tinted glasses
Blame it blame it blame it, blame it on her youth
Blame it on the demons in her mind

Blame it blame it blame it, blame it on her youth
Blame it on her love for light and thunder
Blame it blame it blame it, blame it on her youth
Her restless hearts a victim of the night

Electric drill solo

Repeat chorus

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