I buried the car, dear, in the woods Covered the headlights best I could
Now the radio's on and the engine is idling
suburbia basements are goddamn exciting
At the tone the time will be Time to leave
Running in exile on General's Highway
Fucking a friend like it's permanent Friday

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Usher the golden age in The pleasure of sin without sin

You're feeling troubled, I spy Lie like a virgin. Don't be shy
Just put everything in its logical order We talk in our sleep and we cry underwater
Do you realize what we have, what we have?
When we hide everything in the obvious places The lick of your tongue [unintelligible]

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Neighbors are worried about me, a terrible story did you see did you
See what she did, think she did it on purpose? There's evidence left upon every surface
Do you realize what we have, what we have?
When we hide everything in the obvious places [unintelligible]

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