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girl you know this party's just a compromise
between these boardroom suits and your bedroom eyes
and don't you think the dancin is a waste of time
and i expect you to move if you expect me to apologize
for all the things i said about your man
and i'm sorry if i treat you like a maintainance plan
nothin gets me down now, man it's gettin loud out
i'm shaking in the downtown, here's a little shoutout, yeah
girl you know you're startin to really harm and your stars are shootin up and down my arm
i've been thinkin all about what you said about my karma
catchin every reference that you make about the dharma bums
these denver slums they look so good in text
and i'm sorry when you came through that we didn't connect
i was jammin to my tape deck, lookin for my paycheck
lookin for some car sex, checkin every car wreck with baited breath
and bloated tongue
never had so much fun
inflate your chest
burn your skin
make a mess outta him
thought you said that you were gonna get some zest soap
and i thought baby nice, nice, that stuff gets your skin slick
then i heard that you were living on the west coast
girl i had to call twice, felt like such a big dick
then i heard that you were hanging out at pawn shops
you always get a good price, you sure get some good junk then i heard that you were dressin kinda hip-hop
ducking for the drive-bys, you'd best go back to skate punk
slip and trip and hang around
said that she liked hardcore, took her to a party
kissed her down on lake street, didn't get her number
kiss and trip and hang around
between these boardroom suits and your bedroom eyes
and don't you think the dancin is a waste of time
and i expect you to move if you expect me to apologize
for all the things i said about your man
and i'm sorry if i treat you like a maintainance plan
nothin gets me down now, man it's gettin loud out
i'm shaking in the downtown, here's a little shoutout, yeah
girl you know you're startin to really harm and your stars are shootin up and down my arm
i've been thinkin all about what you said about my karma
catchin every reference that you make about the dharma bums
these denver slums they look so good in text
and i'm sorry when you came through that we didn't connect
i was jammin to my tape deck, lookin for my paycheck
lookin for some car sex, checkin every car wreck with baited breath
and bloated tongue
never had so much fun
inflate your chest
burn your skin
make a mess outta him
thought you said that you were gonna get some zest soap
and i thought baby nice, nice, that stuff gets your skin slick
then i heard that you were living on the west coast
girl i had to call twice, felt like such a big dick
then i heard that you were hanging out at pawn shops
you always get a good price, you sure get some good junk then i heard that you were dressin kinda hip-hop
ducking for the drive-bys, you'd best go back to skate punk
slip and trip and hang around
said that she liked hardcore, took her to a party
kissed her down on lake street, didn't get her number
kiss and trip and hang around
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