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enjoy your summer in

in a coupe
I swear we through
an oil
and the shacks on the
trade for water jugs

in a beat up
weeds it dark in these parts
the lines on the road screw like the steeple chase

I want to go to jail
I don't to go to jail
I don't to go to jail
and say I'm

sound the alarm
give me some time to
the alarm
ring the
sound the alarm

You're
rich
you're a wealthy
atop a of pennies, too high to find her
and my love shines like a golden tooth

camomile for nerves of
you mass your mass appeal
and the riding shotgun prays for summer in hell

I don't to go to jail
I don't to go to jail
I don't to go to jail
and say I'm

sound the inside
me some time to hide
ring the
the alarm
sound the alarm

in a deville
I swear we through
an oil
and the shacks on the
trade for water jugs

I don't want to go to
I don't want to go to
I want to go to jail
and say I'm

the alarm inside
give me some time to
the alarm
ring the
sound the alarm

your summer in hell