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A Promise (2003)
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You say I am loca because I am your girl
You say I am stupid because I am your girl
You leave me out on the steps you dress me up like a boy
You say that I am your secret love
You say to be quiet but I want to tell the whole world
I like my neighborhood I like my gun
Drive in my little car I am your girl and I will protect you
We do it in the back of my little car
Pull up my pants and fix my bra go on home to your kids
I'm going to be quiet and I'm going to tell the whole block

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up, along the rocks,
it's good, it's not so hard now.
up, I bite my tongue, who cares?
this chance to drop off
all that you left you left for someone all of this hurt that's wilted off
all this relief, it's the oddest thing
oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.
Chen, he'll never come that's fine,
I lost my thought
Wei, Huai could talk me down
still, still this chance to drop off

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Think about it before you spray paint don't worry mom
On the dumpster of the nursing home they have as many eyes as a pineapple
I am the dumbest bitch on the planet
On the second floor landing sweating buckets
My arm pits are like black moons shaking at the end of
A cord my leather daddy dancing very near like a sweetheart would
Hurting my butthole like a sweetheart would
Oh, oh it's a little titmouse
Ah, ah little chickadee
Oh, ooh it's little ruddy duck
Don't worry mom

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Awful is all, awful like cookie
Sour and ringing and lost to this world
These are times, I should shut up about Iris and Oly,
He didn't know how else to be
Hmm hmm hoot hoot
Cherry oh Cherry
While your friend killed her baby
Cherry oh Cherry
I am at your command
Hmm hmm hoot hoot

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Anthony Llyod cops horse like a reporter
A two hour plane trip from his life's work
His most important story, sound is faster in water than it is in air
A hydrophone will let you know faster that your grandma and your niece are shot dead
There's a call at tonite's last hour
A bitter pill you've got to swallow it unravels like an affair your only chance to leave BOOGIE TOWN
All my life in the pink city

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he talked to me like I was smart he sexed me up
all the time I did not get it, was this my time to shine
I did not get it, had my luck finally turned
LA LA LA LA LA
I saved up to take him out at night
he said the restaurant was all wrong
he said he had a dream about me
and in that dream I was beautiful
I made him a present it was a photograph of me
I did not get it, he said it did not cost me anything

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I've only got one bra to my name
He said it's alright
Did he hear that, did he hear it?
That's enough of even trying
I wish it didn't matter
He told his son
He wants to kill himself
He said it's alright
I have had enough of this life

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Sorry I walked away when you told me what you were scared of the night that you turned 12
Trying not to cry in front of your older brother
He knows where I live, he's not interested
I can't have nice things, like a boy who stays who stays around
When I needed him the most on your walk
Hold your head up high and when you watch me fall
Please look back for the last time
Brooklyn dodger

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You got a fast car
I want a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere

Anyplace is better
Starting from zero got nothing to lose
Maybe we'll make something
But me myself I got nothing to prove

You got a fast car
And I got a plan to get us out of here
I been working at East side`s health and childrens centre
Managed to save just a little bit of money
We won't have to drive too far
Just across the border and into the city
You and I can both get jobs
And finally see what it means to be living

You see my old man's got a problem
He live with prescription drugs and that's the way it is
He says his body's too old for working
I say his body's too young to look like his
My mama went off and left him
She wanted more from life than he could give
I said somebody's got to take care of him
So I quit life and that's what I did

You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so we can fly away
We gotta make a decision
We leave tonight or live and die this way

remember we were driving driving in your car
speed so fast I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped around my shoulder
I had a feeling that I belonged
I had feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

You got a fast car
And we go cruising to entertain ourselves
You still dont have a job
And I work in a market as a checkout girl
I know things will get better
You'll find work and I'll get promoted
We'll move out of the shelter
Buy a big house and live in the suburbs

remember we were driving driving in your car
speed so fast I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped around my shoulder
I had a feeling that I belonged
I had feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

You got a fast car
And I got a job that pays all our bills
You stay out drinking late at the bar
See more of your friends than you do your kids
I'd always hoped for better
Thought maybe together you and me would find it
I got no plans I ain't going nowhere
So take your fast car and keep on driving

remember we were driving driving in your car
speed so fast I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped around my shoulder
I had a feeling that I belonged
I had feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so we can fly away
We gotta make a decision
We leave tonight or live and die this way

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Someday J.S.
When you tell me everything
It will make me want to take it too far
And when ask me everything
I will take it too far
The twenty-hundred private loops making up my
Ahh!
Ian Curtis, I can't believe I said it, wishlist
Via heave and via gasp
Will seem like and will actually be
Just wicked stupid pride
Oh, what will happen
Oh, what will happen
Will you ever bleep out
Do ya love me Jamie Stuart?
J.S., I am kidding
I'm just kidding

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