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Oct 2014
Hand me the keys to your car
not your heart
You're too drunk to drive
and you don't live too far.

I thought you didn't like it
when she takes your hat
And when I said I didn't care,
I guess I didn't mean that.

I can't keep your attention
'cause I can't keep my **** straight
But I didn't break my promise,
'cause it's me that I hate.
Sarah
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