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In a Chevy
I'm John Wayne, Superman, California
I'm a Kris Kristofferson Sunday morning
I'm a mom and daddy singing along to Don McLean
In a Chevy
I'm John Wayne, Superman, California
I'm a Kris Kristofferson Sunday morning
I'm a mom and daddy singing along to Don McLean
Open up your heart
Jiggle it a little, it'll open
Tickle it a little, it'll fly
Right on up to the sky

Don't live your life
Sittin' somewhere
got the power to put out the sun
Come on everybody

Don't you know that you can dream forever
We the people who live next door
We are the ones you
things go
Finger in every pie
Can't let a chance pass you by

Green with envy
Your greedy eyes
Have picked the flesh from all our lives
You want
First I was afraid, I was petrified
Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side
But then I spent so many nights just thinking 
How you
One thing I miss is Cold Ethyl and her skeleton kiss 
We met last night making love by the refrigerator light 
Ethyl Ethyl let me squeeze you in my
fat tomatoes
She invited me in to have a piece of her pie

And later on I thought I'd head on down
By the Caley River to the old rope swing
There was
One thing I miss
Is Cold Ethyl and her skeleton kiss
We met last night
Making love by the refrigerator light

Ethyl, Ethyl, let me squeeze you
One thing I miss is Cold Ethyl and her skeleton kiss 
We met last night making love by the refrigerator light 
Ethyl Ethyl let me squeeze you in my
Half a pie for my team leader ? 
I just ? silk, 
This that mud drink, my ? 
Pull the ? 
Niggers ? get their life, just to live my life.
Bitches
Did you ever hear the one about...
Oh, God I love myself
When I've got it on
I know I'll live forever babe
All my fears are gone

Then suddenly
rotate.
And everybody knows the center of the universe is Huddersfield
But I don't live there anymore.
I live in Los Angeles.
It's great! I think
in concrete

Don't you run away now, don't you be afraid
Now there is a meaning, whoah oh oh
Don't you run away now, don't you live a lie
There's
bitch cocaine by the pie 
Got them hoes snifin' like dem hoes about to hold up... 
Scarface bitch cocaine by the pie 
Got them hoes snifin' like dem
They can't hold us back

You've gotta live your life by Saturday
Or remain just another American tragedy
Where will you go? What will you do?
Don
everwhere I go.
Tell me I just missed you baby,
By a minute at the most.

Well, I could,
Sleep on a clothes line,
As easy as pie.
I can't keep my eyes
don't we?

She said what would your mother think and how would your father react oh lord
Would he take it all back what they've done
No way he said
I envy the quiet lives that for all 
I know don't exist outside of a lazy book
That won a Pulitzer Prize
I picked up 'cause you said it opened up
Oh, one thing I miss
Is cold Ethyl and her skeleton kiss
We met last night
Making love by the refrigerator light

Ethyl, Ethyl
Let me squeeze
Oh, one thing I miss
Is cold Ethyl and her skeleton kiss
We met last night
Making love by the refrigerator light

Ethyl, Ethyl
Let me squeeze
Oh, one thing I miss
Is cold Ethyl and her skeleton kiss
We met last night
Making love by the refrigerator light

Ethyl, Ethyl
Let me squeeze
money don't make shots repel 
I break woes and compose 
Some rhymes to tell 
So when the party's live 

It shouldn't be beef 
Or playin' indian
the hill is real gettin live

Still sittin by still gettin high
Now I don't hold my tongue I was wrong enough to tell her
That I can stop doin drugs long
But you'd think we had the plague
By the way the people keep avoiding
No you don't, heaven knows I try, sir
But there's no one even comes in