Angel Without A Prayer

She’s got wings that shine so bright.
They keep her up most every night.
Burning the candle at both ends.
Livin’a lie up with all her friends.
Heaven only knows what’s up her sleeve:
She flies to fast, an’she dips too deep.
She’s an angel too high to come down.
She’s an angel on the wrong side a-town.
The lights go dim on her long golden hair.
She’s an angel, an angel without a prayer.
She wears a smile just like a clown.
She never seems to touch the ground.
The stars in her eyes keep her amused.
She keeps getting further from the truth.
Every day goes by just the same,
Same old lies with a different name.
She’s an angel too high to come down.
She’s an angel on the wrong side a-town.
The lights go dim on her long golden hair.