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a cherry cola
Got a Mexican plug, he call me cholo (Hello?)

You rock USPA, no damn Polo (Bitch)
I'ma hop on this bitch with Sensei
Solo, I did this shit by

said to take your number for a brand new start

Now you wanna see me nearly every day
And life's been coming at me in a whole new way
It's slowly

On another planet in a different time
It's the same old story, this one is mine
Something familiar but felt brand-new
Crashed like a wave when I

Yeeuh, it gets hot in the room
Like a wicked witch I gotta jump the broom
Screamin' "Fuck you" by the light of the moon
Custom fit like a brand new bra
I

Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's moving

They were lining up the unsuspecting teens
For a violent moment of celebrity
Golden bullets blessed by lobbyist money
Splash a tidal wave of blood

LIZ:
looking out a dirty old window
down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why

NATASHA:
Friday night

of Marilyn,
but just like Cave In said,
"the reality check is in the mail"

Last call, first wave, they should have
told you, they should have called you,

Looking out a dirty old window,
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by.
I sit here alone and
I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's moving
I

window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why

Friday night and everyone's moving
I can feel the heat but

good but qualities
How i built up the brand
The Lord carried me
See his prints in the sand
Pink 50s in my hand
Benjamin's and grants
Star for my passport

Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's moving

to be brand new
With your hair flowing through
The open window to, the moon

In front of the station
Someone who was waitin'
For his lover to wave

Kids In America

Naked Aggression

March March Along

1995

Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why

Friday night and everyone's

Kids In America

The Bouncing Souls

The Bad the Worse and the Out of Print

2002

Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why

Friday night and everyone's

and do they biz
In Hoff-like, environment
Goth spikes, retirement moth dust, colodipen
Shook ones, try again my philosophy lingo
My wardrobe was forged by