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Just what is on
your mind, girlfriend?

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I Scream
 

Tonight I wanted this night to be ours

Be on top of the world looking down

At the lights of the city

The power of the wind knocking us down

With an almost full moon lighting our way

You just wanted a banana split.

 

Here I am in some stranger's crappy apartment parking lot

Almost full moon setting in my eyes

The engine is running

You are ready to take me home

And you ask me what's wrong?

And I yell,

"You had your ice cream."

 

m-m

 

 
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