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got a pipe blow through the dashboard
Awe, he one of them on the net put that on the camcorder
Camcorder, H**s in California
I think I'm gone turn up,

on the dashboard my soul
Never met the devil but I'm on his payroll
Spending half the summer wasting time I need another
Line starts tomorrow get in back and take

I made you my password
Wish I had a picture to put on my dashboard
Don't know why you ran away
What were my last words?
It's been ten years now, man

Song Title: Dashboard Confessions 
Songwriter by Blake Bowling & Will Plummer Key:  uknwn
INTRO
Verse 1.
Driving down this dead beat road clouds

the dashboard (Fr)
There was moments in my life wish I could fast forward (Wish I could fast forward)
Being loyal while I'm down all I ask for (Just be real)
I

like cotton candy
Get bored, go to leave
You turn around and suddenly I'm

Punch drunk on the look of your smile
Eyes flash like a dashboard sunrise
Your

Bout to break the meter check the dashboard yea
Bottle service only bring the bad broads
They ain't know that we could really last all year
Lifestyles

dashboard (Oh my god)
Your bitch sucked my dick, gonna smash her like a keyboard (Yeah, aye)
Look at me Lil Nomap, you already what I've fuckin' done
Bitches

of me
Worst Of Me
Did all I ever could got a pass for it
Till I'm up and I can finally hit the dashboard
Talking Trips out the country I need my passport

of the radio
That dashboard Jesus swaying and swinging
You leaning and I start thinking
There’s a back seat with a backbeat
Calling our names saying get down in

Why these niggas wanna ruin me
Yeah
I'm on the dashboard
We were destined for success we wanna spazz for it
So many nuisance in my life I wanna fast

a full meal not a snack
She not into girls
She'll go gay for me
Feeling on her pearl
Go insane for me
Life moving fast
200 on the dashboard
I'ma give you

ain't keepin' score
Your picture's still on my dashboard
I'll leave a light on the porch
Pick some flowers from the garden
I'll put dinner on 
It's been real hot

like a long lost friend
You ain't seen in a while
You can't help but smile
And it's two bare feet on the dashboard
Young love in an old Ford
Cheap shades

Hands on the dashboard where I can see them!
Hands on the dashboard, you fucking cunt!
Hands on the dashboard where I can see them
FUCK YOU PIG
FUCK YOU

And a dashboard holdin' a bible
A couple of vinyl's of Cash and Keith
If a life like that ain't somethin' that you need
Then, girl, it can't be me

Right

a dashboard confession

I'll hate to admit it but god damn I want you now!
Let me bite the bullet put the muzzle in my mouth

In a world made of childish notion

Rose colored eyes paint these dark skies
As I drive by
Waiting for the clouds to...
Rose colored eyes
I got petals on my dashboard
My foot

Wipe my tears on the dashboard of your old SUV
Then I promise that'll be the end of this
You loved to call me a killjoy
Write a song so I can record what

something

Sounds like you're looking for a shotgun midnight rider right beside you
Headlights, fireflies and back roads
A dashboard love story coming through

a night or two
Oh I should know there's nowhere to go
And I'm here alone with my thoughts once more
It's just me and all I see is the dashboard glow
Colours

Sipp die Mische (Sipp die Mische)
(Yeah)
Ich bin tipsy nein ich guck nicht auf das Dashboard
Diese Türen die verleiten zu nem Selbstmord
Sie ist fine

Kel-Tec in my right hand got yo thot in my left
You a pussy nigga runnin but you actin like a threat
Hit 200 hit 200 on the dashboard
Only speak in

shapes in the sky
Me, driving home
Screaming at the dashboard, swerving down side roads
And I almost couldn't walk away, walk away
But you made it hard