We only see them ending
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But I can't really wake up
The pouring rain is no place for a bicycle ride
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She lay down in her party dress
And I am haunted
While her appetite steered
We never see things changing
She was bending
Trying hard to bend
Carrying her bicycle chain
She kept opening the fridge door
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Then she got stuck
Thinking the glass is half-empty
You are that beautiful
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And some vicious whispering voice kept saying
Whose cooking smells good
You have
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She just got sad
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She was numb
You have no choice
Staring at the mustard and the beer
So I just drift in between
And never got up
And my pussy is a tractor
'Cause when I look at you I squint
Like something brittle
The pouring rain is no place for a bicycle ride
And her feet were the pedals
And fate is not just
She was trying to think clear
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With the terror
Then finally she went out into the rain
And thinking it's not quite full
Needless to say
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And after that she just followed her nose
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But which way the wind blows
Of losing her best friend
Try to hit the brakes and you slide
She missed the party
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And this is a tractor pull
By my illicit exquisite dream
Try to hit the brakes and you
