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I got a full tank of gas and I’m on the road
I got a baggie full of powder to feed my megalo
Sunglasses hide my bloodshot eyes
I got a thirst that drives my own demise
I’m pink and I’m purple I’m Fuschia Undone
I’m gonna die anyway, I may as well have fun
I’m standing on an airplane in a three piece suit
On my back is a parachute
I got thrill issues like no one you know
They open that hatch and out I go
I got lavender lipstick and my nail polish mauve
There’s resounding style in the way I drove
You up the wall and out the door
And you left me marooned crying on the floor
I got a box of condoms in my guitar bag
I got a bottle of viagra so my junk don’t sag
I got that botox smile and I dye my hair
I gotta drawer full of hot pink underwear
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