I took cutie for a ride in my death cab,
she tipped me with a kiss I dropped her off at the meth lab.
Before she left, she made a dashboard confessional
and spilled her guts in cursive. But what's worse is
I can still see her bright eyes like sunny day real estate.
Oh my, and the funny way the ceiling tastes.
So high but no chance, my little
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