| Let me tell you about a girl I know,
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| had a drink about an hour ago
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| sittin in a corner by herself,
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| in a bar in downtown hell.
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| She heard a noise and she looked to the door
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| and saw a man she never seen before.
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| Light skin, light blue eyes,
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| a double chin and a plastic smile.
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| Well, her heart raced as he walked in the door
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| and took an empty seat next to her at the bar.
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| My brand new car is parked right outside,
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| How'd you like to go for a ride?
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| And she said, "Wait a minute, I have to think"
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| He said, " that's fine, may I please buy you a drink."
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| One drink turned into three or four,
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| and they left and got into his car..
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| and they drove away, some place real far.
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| "Now, babe, the time has come..
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| How'd you like to have a little fun?"
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| And she said, " If we could only please be on our way,
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| I would not mind"
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| That's when things got out of control.
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| She didnt want to, he had his way,
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| she said "Let's go", He said "No way"
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| "Come on babe, it's your lucky day,
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| Shut your mouth, we're gonna do it my way.
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| Come on baby dont be afraid,
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| if it wasn't for date rape, I'd never get laid."
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| He finished up, he started the car,
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| he turned around and drove back to the bar.
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| He said, " Now baby, don't be sad,
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| In my opinion, you weren't half bad"
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| She picked up a rock, threw it at the car,
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| hit him in the head, now he's got a big scar.
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| Come on, party people, won't you listen to me
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| Date rape stylie.
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| Next day, she went to her drawer,
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| looked up her local attorney-at-law
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| went to the phone and filed a police report,
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| then she took the guys ass to court.
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| Well, then day he stood in front of the judge,
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| he screamed "She lies, that little slut!"
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| The judge knew that he was full of shit
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| and he gave him twenty-five years.
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| Now his heart is filled with tears...
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| One night, in jail it was getting late,
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| he was butt-raped by a large inmate
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| and he screamed, but the guards paid no attention
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| to his cries.
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| That's when things got out of control.
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| The moral of the date rape story,
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| it does not pay to be drunk and horny..
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| But that's the way it had to be,
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| they locked him up and threw away the key.
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| Well, I can't take pity on men of his kind
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| even though he now takes it in the behind
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| But that's the way it had to be
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| they locked him up and threw away the key..
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| Well, I can't take pity on men of his kind,
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| even though he now takes it in the behind.
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| Date rape!
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| She didn't want to
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| She didn't want to
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| She didn't want to
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| She didn't want to take it. |