Well I think I hate you
Isn't this fun
You're gonna shoot
And I darling loaded the gun
I think I'm done
What train did you step off of anyway
I really don't care
I'm the luckiest girl
Gonna lie with you baby
'Cause there's nowhere else
I can lay
I'm never talking to you again
I'll go join the marines
And then I will peacefully sail away with some safe magazines
Did you hear what I say
You can't fall down the stairs two times the same way
And I really don't care
I'm the luckiest girl
Gonna tell you I love you
More than anything else
I can see
If people were cars I'd be covered with scars
I'll hold on to my dignity
I bought this old dress to cover the mess
Don't take it off I don't want you
I don't want you to see
Stop singing that song
I'll stand hard like a tree
Yeah you make me sick
You red razor nick get your hot hands off me
Bossa Nova
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