I'm gonna cook on the leather of my Beetle
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Clinging to its wings like a kite
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I feel the wind I grip the wheel
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Hanging in the breeze above the windshield
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Mint windshield wiper to sweetly comb my hair back
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I smash the puddles puddles
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I'll never abandon you, my Beetle
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My battered fairy on the sky's telescreen
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Kissing eyelashes like blinking paintbrushes
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But I picture the shadow of our lashes perfectly
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Floating calmly under the rainbow of our teeth
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I don't know how to drive, not even a kite
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I don't know how to drive, not even a kite
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Not even a kite
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I don't know how to drive, not even a kite
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I don't know how to drive, not even a kite
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Not even a kite
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I'm gonna cook on the leather of my Beetle
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Clinging to its wings like a kite
_____
I feel the wind I grip the wheel
_____
Hanging in the breeze above the windshield
_____
Mint windshield wiper to sweetly comb my hair back
_____
I smash the puddles puddles
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I don't know how to drive, not even a kite
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I don't know how to drive, not even a kite
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I don't know how to drive, not even a kite
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I don't know how to drive, not even a kite
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Not even a kite
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I don't know how to drive
I don't know how to drive