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Can I be your flyin' partner? We could go up I'm not afraid of the darkness, I relish the stuff Ooh, I love a mystery novel, how will it end? We could be friends, but your Splice account is almost empty And what then? (What then?) Can I be your flight attendant? Servin' it up in the back of a gaudy, souped-up McMansion You're so handsome when you're dancin' in a loft in 2012 The world didn't end, but it feels like it's gone now (Feels like it's gone now) A late stage self-portrait Last ride, let's kill it Whippin' my ponytail out the window of your daddy's Benz Whippin' my ponytail out the window of your daddy's Benz (Your daddy's Bеnz) Whippin' my ponytail out the window of your daddy's Benz (Ooh) Whippin' my ponytail out the window of your daddy's Bеnz I drank from the stream of forgetting And I regret it all What's my name again? What's my age again? Can I go back again? To where it all began? Oh The world didn't end, but it feels like it's gone now Letras de cancionesAnother late stage-ism Last ride, let's kill it Whippin' my ponytail out the window of your daddy's Benz Whippin' my ponytail out the window of your daddy's Benz Whippin' my ponytail out the window of your daddy's Benz Whippin' my ponytail out the window of your daddy's Benz Out the window, out the window, ah Daddy, daddy Oh, whippin' my, whippin' my Ponytail out the window, ooh From Letras Mania