Jeep

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Pick me up in a beat up Jeep. Yeah, the little two-seater that he got for cheap.

I know I called you late, I just couldn't sleep.

Yeah, my mind's been racing 'bout a couple things. Driving down to the bar to have some drinks.

And you look so pretty when you talk to me. He's like a Jack and Coke, he's a little sweet.

Little rough around the edges when he needs to be.

Your mama thinks I'm bad for you. Your friends all think you're bad for me.

And if I have another drink, and you keep staring back at me.

Well, we've been down this road before, and we both know where it leads.

'Cause we got history, and history repeats.

Fuck.

Check, check. Check, check.

Check, check, check, check, check, check, check, check, check.

Pick you up in a beat up Jeep. Yeah, the one my dad's been driving since the '70s.

I was already up, I just couldn't sleep.

Yeah, my mind's been bouncing off amphetamines. D-driving down to the bar, order up some drinks.

And you look so pretty when you talk to me. You're like a Long Island Ice

Tea. You're too sweet. Fuck. Your mama thinks I'm bad for you.

Your friends all think you're bad for me.

And if I have another drink, and you keep staring back at me.

Well, we've been down this road before, and we both know where it leads. 'Cause we got history.

We got history. We got history.

And history repeats.

Pew.

We can just drive around. Listen to techno. Listen to

Eminem. Listen to Slipknot.

Sex in the parking lot gas station. Maybe you can buy a new shirt there too.

Go totally incognito, yeah. Go to the middle America shit.

Do some middle American shit or some shit. We can just drive around. Drink some

Four Lokos. Drink some Long Island Ice Tea.

Drink some Monster, the white one. Kicking that can around. Kicking that can around. That can around.

Kicking that can around.