War Paint

She ain't crazy like he said she was
 There's no mistaking how it's all adding up
 
 Lipstick on his collar, smoke from that revolver
 He can try and call her crazy, oh but she ain't crazy
 But she's going to make him pay
 You can see it on her face
 Black mascara, Moulin Rouge
 Blood red lipstick, high heeled shoes
 It's her turn to do him wrong
 That ain't makeup she got on
 It's war paint, war paint
 Go on girl and make that man feel your pain, your pain
 Nah she, she ain't leaving
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 'Cause that won't hurt enough
 Yeah she'll get even if it's the last thing that she does
 She'll go undercover, find another lover
 Hope that he'll discover what she's done
 No she ain't leaving 'cause she's already gone
 The battle lines are drawn
 Black mascara, Moulin Rouge
 Blood red lipstick, high heeled shoes
 It's her turn to do him wrong
 That ain't makeup she got on
 It's war paint, war paint
 He's gonna see that two can play that game, that game
 That ain't makeup she's got on
 It's war paint, yeah
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 Black mascara, Moulin Rouge
 Blood red lipstick, high heeled shoes
 Two wrongs ain't right but she don't care
 All is fair tonight
 She's wearing war paint
 
 Go on girl and make that man feel your pain, your pain
 He's gonna see that two can play that game, that game
 
 'Cause that ain't makeup she got on
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 It's war paint