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Old pickup

I drive to school in my old pickup
They are all laughing at me, pointing and watching
I ride a dildo and it makes me sick boy
I am feeling down, driving my old pickup
I need to relax, please give me a chill pill
Take away all my pain, ride me like crazy
I feel worthless, but look at me

This melody is wild, I drive my old pickup to school
The boys looking at me like I'm some kind of eye candy
Boy, do you even lift, laughing, screw them all
I will not do drugs, let the adrenaline flow
Give me a push, let's go bro
Driving my worn-out car on the road, going crazy

Taking this old junk, burning some rubber
Pointing fingers at the cops, I'm not afraid
Living it up like in the movies, come on, honey
Feel the thrill, ride the wave, blow my mind
I will surprise you, take my gun and shoot
The adrenaline rises, forget it, I just shoot my groopie

Hey, taking my old pickup to the movies
Drinks and popcorn, that's my thing
Pulling out my toy gun and pointing
Boys are scared, laughing, you are so pretty
Pow, pow, pow, this is like a movie
I'm a rebel, driving my old pickup




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Publicerad 2023-11-06 12:19



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