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