So I stood by
the roadside
The soles of my running shoes
gripping the tarmac
Like gunmetal magnets
Fixed on the front of her Fassbinder face Was the kind of a smile That only a rather dull child could have drawn While attempting a graveyard in the moonlight But she was impressed You could see that she thought I looked fine And when she turned sweeter The reason (between you and me) was She'd just seen my green Lamborghini So we went for a spin in the country
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