the while knowing no one really knows you in the end
And now you're writing goodbye letters On the armrest of the backseat of a stranger's car You're writing »
Goodbye Letters Terra Naomi
by Terra Naomi
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I've seen a dragon On the ripped and worn out armrest Stay back the skin is laced with sticks of dynamite I'll be burning out Like a shooting star »
Drunk Mouth Kitchen Smile The Greatest Story Ever Told
by The Lawrence Arms
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ABSORBER... CAR BOMB!
3-2-1-0! ASHTRAY, AIR ???, OILY RAG, FAN BELT, FLYWHEEL, LEFT armrest, CRANKSHAFT, TIRE JACK, REAR-VIEW MIRROR, COIL SPRING, PISTON RING, »
Car Bomb Escape from Noise
by Negativland
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A swirling mist of images
The seas are my friend and the skies my home
When clinging to the arm-rests, I travel alone
I'm always ready to give advice »
Airplane It Must Be Love
by Madness
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We'll start to talk when she borrows my pen
She wants a car with a cup holder armrest
She wants a car that will get her there
She's changing her name »
Short Skirt/Long Jacket Comfort Eagle
by Cake
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in the seat armrest
Defeat your leader, we the best
See the rest is just clones, hip-hop drones
Singing the same old song
Fuck with this, you can't »
Never Back Down Random Axe
by Random Axe
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face. A death grip on the armrest, my knuckles turning white. Why is it when you need a cop, There's never one in sight?
(CHORUS)
Now my thirst for »
The Ride of Your Life [*] Big Dreams In A Small Town
by Restless Heart
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Well, sometimes I wish we'd bought the kind
That folds out into a bed
But it ain't too bad if you lay on your side
And use the armrest for you »
This Old Couch Stars & Stripes
by Aaron Tippin
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you)
Touchin' me
I love it when you rub my hair when armrest out the chair
Or I let you hold my hand in the club
To let the chicks know you don't »
Touch Me A Man's Thoughts
by Ginuwine
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I'm a shy girl, my mother calls me flatchest,
I'm a heavy boy, my father calls me a fathead,
I'm a small guy, my friends call me an armrest,
I'm »
I Love All of Me Starpeace
by Yoko Ono
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don't even hear ya
Hollerin' bullshit nigga quit the diarrhea
Pistol lie inside of the armrest, um yes
Lay a nigga down in his own mess, don't mess »
Hit Em Up Tha Carter II
by Lil Wayne
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don't even hear ya
Hollerin' bulls*** n**** quit the diarrhea
Pistol lie inside of the armrest, um yes
Lay a n**** down in his own mess, don't mess »
Hit Em Up Tha Carter II [Clean]
by Lil Wayne
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accident
The God bless glory, success story
Whiteboy Billy put a stash up in my armrest for me
The way I fucks it up, it's like a fuck-fest for me
I get »
Get Out!! Anarchy
by Busta Rhymes
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