| She’s driving down the freeway 'cause speeding gets her high
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| She’s driving down the freeway while tears fill up her eyes
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| Uptown, downtown looking for a rebound
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| Painted pony prancing 'round the merry-go-round
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| She likes to live life so she got her tubes tied
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| It used to be a stuck-up but she threw in the towel
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| At the round-about she was down and out
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| Throwing temper tantrums like a little girl do
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| At the trap house, she was passed out
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| Stains up on her clothing from the Jerry curled Jews
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| She’s driving down the freeway 'cause speeding gets her high
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| She’s driving down the freeway while tears fill up her eyes
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| First kid, second kid, you ain’t going nowhere
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| You ain’t got no tires and your sitting on blocks
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| Remember prom night? |
| Queen of the limelight
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| Burger King crown at the Jack in the Box
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| To the liquor store for a hit or four
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| Tricking on his victim for a hug and a kiss
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| At the pawn shop, with the mom’s watch
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| And if he ain’t buying then she’s sucking his dick
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| She’s driving down the freeway 'cause speeding gets her high
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| She’s driving down the freeway while tears fill up her eyes
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| She’s driving down the freeway
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| She’s driving down the freeway
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| She’s driving down the freeway
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| She’s driving down the freeway |