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Sugar telephones at twelve o'clockSays she's pulling up around my blockAnd would I like to drive to the coastThrough hiccuped sighsI asked her once why she has to climbBehind the wheel when she starts to crySaid it's the only thing that calms her downAnd I let it slideShe pulls over without warningFor a six pack at one o clock in the morningWe've only been out an hour, girlYou've got to be fucking shitting meWe go speeding through a sleeping townBottles up and the windows downSugar, please put your seat belt onAnd she laughs at me"If I liked being told what to do,I'd have brought my dad along instead of you"I put my seat back and drifted offAs Kate Bush sangAnd dreamed as the dawn set inLetras de cancionesWe drove straight through armageddonAnd when we finally reached the ocean, there was nothing leftWe cooed at the howling darknessAs white lights showered down upon usSpaceships all around nowYou've got to be fucking shitting meI awoke as we approached the coastThe rising sun chased away the ghostsI really should have stayed awake'Cause now I feel like shitSugar weaves the car along the cliffsAnd jerks the wheel for the fun of it"Would you please put your seatbelt on"And she laughs, but listen here...I'll be the one laughingShockwaves shooting through the mountainsThe coastline's in the shadow of a giant waveCruise liners capsizingAs planes crash along the horizonAnd I'm the one buckled inGirl, you've got to be fucking shitting me From Letras Mania