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We met in a parking lot Buying coffee and cigarettes Firewood and bad wine long since gone I'm still drunk and hot, by the way Breathing hard Now, in just one year's time I've become jealous, rail-thin, prone to paranoia when I'm stoned Cause isn't true love "someone oughta put me in a home?" Say, do you wanna get married and put an end to our endless regressive tendency scorn? Provincial concepts like your dowry and your daddy's farm For love to find us of all people I never thought it be so simple Let's buy a plantation house and let the yard grow wild until we don't need the signs that say, "Keep out" I've got some money left and it's cheaper in the South I need someone I can trust to protect me from our seven daughters when my body says, "Enough!" Don't let me die in a hospital, I'll save the big one for the last time we make love Insert here a sentiment [?] in years All cause I went to the store one day "Seen you around, what's your name?" From Letras Mania