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Hope no one sees me in this accident, |
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Hope no one sees me in this accident, |
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With my feet down through the floorboards, |
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And my head up through the busted glass, |
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With my face smashed against the dash, |
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There's no attraction like a fatal crash |
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Now someone said it was a light I didn't have, |
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Then someone said it was a reckless U-turn, |
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And someone said, |
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Another Sunday driver |
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Picnic lunches in the street, |
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Cold meat in the seat |
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Let's go see who's in an accident, |
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Who's feet are poking through the floorboards, |
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Who's head is smashed against the glass, |
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Who's face is smashed against the dash |
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Let's go see who's in an accident |
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Let's go see who's in an accident |
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Let's go see who's in an accident |
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Ah ah ah-ah |