by Deborah Harry, Chris Stein



Die young, stay pretty

Die young, stay pretty

Die young, stay pretty

Die young, stay pretty



Deteriorate in your own time

Deteriorate in your own time

Tell 'em you're dead and wither away

Are you living alone, or with your family?

A dried up twig on your family tree?

Are you waiting for the Reaper to arrive,

Or just to die by the hand of Love?



Love for you

Love for you

So die young, and stay pretty

Leave only the best behind

Slip in sensibilities

Tragedy in your own dream



You sit down alone on your rocking chair

Transistor pressed against an ear

While you're waiting at the bus stop for your life

Or just to die by the hand of Love.



Love for you

Love for you

So live fast 'cause it won't last

Deal in near senility

Deal in near senility

Was it good or maybe you won't tell.



Die young, and stay pretty

You got to live fast 'cause it won't last

No no no

Die young, and stay pretty

You got to live fast 'cause it won't last

No no no

Die young, and stay pretty

You got to live fast 'cause it won't last

No no no

Die young, and stay pretty