With your hands in the air
You look like the girl at the fair
With the bubbly eyes
Stonewashed shoes pullin' at a rock
But the rock [bad word] Come up to me and say why are you so skinny
And pretty for a boy
I said thanks for the insult [bad word] You'll never forget my face no more
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I can't hardly reach you
And I know it's getting harder to be you
So I'll be dropping you where nobody knows
City ought to take you
It would take a little second to break you
So I'll be dropping you where nobody knows
I'll be dropping you where nobody knows

Looking pretty keen sittin' on a swing
That don't mean a thing at all
The heels on my feet are barking like a pack of dogs
Sickin' on a 'coon in a stall

Take it for your word
Take it for a ride
Take it for the evening
Dead or alive
Warming up the car
Packing up as the pilots play
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Jessicaa

Head like a stone
Stoned like a rock
Cloggin' up your nose again
Papa is a searchin'
Devil is a knockin'
Chills swimmin' over my skin
Here it goes now