| She knows nothing at all about nothing
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| The moment I saw her was something
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| I found alarming, that certain nothing behind her eyes
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| TV, she finds intoxicating
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| Shows about cops and dating
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| She has a soft spot for cops who are robots
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| And I don’t know where this is goin'
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| But I’ve got a feelin', I’ll do the drivin' from now on
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| Sometimes we stare at the stars from my roof
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| She wants to know if they’re fire-proof
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| I say «I guess so,» how else could they glow on for so long?
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| We’re out, the jukebox plays Jumpin' Jack Flash
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| She says «I love Johnny Cash,»
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| «The man in red,» I turn my head
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| And pretend not to hear what she said
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| And I don’t know where this is goin'
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| But I’ve got a feelin', I’ll do the drivin' from now on
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| And I don’t know where this is goin'
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| But I’ve got a feelin', I’ll do the drivin' from now on |