| Rachel got into the back seat
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| Cut her knee on broken glass
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| Tore her stockings on the ashtray
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| Let the air flow through her hands
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| We were far so far from sober
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| We were driving much too fast
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| Slip slide we were taking a ride
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| Slip slide we were taking a ride
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| Slip slide we were taking a ride
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| Slip slide we were taking a ride
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| And we crashed
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| We crashed
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| Metal hurts so when it hits you
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| Flesh & bone like hand blown glass
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| Like a harpy trying to kiss you
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| Protects you nothing, then you crash
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| Rachel stopped and looked me over
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| She asked me where she knew me last
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| Slip slide we were taking a ride
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| Slip slide we were taking a ride
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| Slip slide we were taking a ride
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| Slip slide we were taking a ride
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| And we crashed
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| Oh my baby are you hurt?
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| Oh my baby are you burned?
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| Let me kiss and make it better
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| Let me kiss and make it better
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| Let me kiss and make it better
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| Let me kiss and make it better
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| Better
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| Rachel came crying forgive me
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| Can you make it go away?
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| Can you get your sweet
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| Smooth skin back?
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| Is it just too late for that?
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| We were so far, far from sober
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| We were driving much too fast
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| Slip slide we were taking a ride
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| Slip slide we were taking a ride
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| Slip slide we were taking a ride
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| Slip slide we were taking a ride |