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Last night I dreamt of a high school girl, long legged and fine And I took her from her daddy and she left her home behind I was driving an old blue Belvedere The seat was pushed way back And she stared straight out the window As the trees went rushing by Last night I dreamt of her underwear The way she smelt in bed And the way she tossed and the way she squirmed And the dreams she might have had And I think its sad how her mom and dad don't ever understand And I think its sad how her friends all talk I think its sad how her friends all talk I think its sad how her friends all talk And the hateful things they say Last night I dreamt of a high school girl Her smile was so bright and wide And I took her from her daddy And she left her smile behind I was driving an old blue Belvedere The seat was pushed way back She stared straight out the window And she ain't coming back She ain't coming back She ain't coming back From Letras Mania