| Pulled up to the house of a friend
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| No one was home, we let ourselves in
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| Jumping the fence, standing in the yard
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| A big dog was standing on guard
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| In da kar, we should’ve stayed in the car (oh yeah)
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| In the car, no light, no heat, the steering’s hot
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| In the car, I’m leakin' and I’ll throw a rod
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| What’s gonna happen to the car if war is hell?
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| Blood will flow
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| And I can’t get to war without a car
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| And I can’t get to war without a car
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| Blood will flow
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| And I can’t get to war without a car
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| Oil spill, makin' a killin' drillin' in the oil field
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| Pipin' pumpin' truckin' and fuckin' |