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electronic jack - at the drive-in lyrics

[intro: girlfriend]
when you said that you were going to be taking me somewhere special, you didn’t mention that it
was going to be so cold and empty. why can’t we go to an amus-m-nt park, or bowling? why can’t you
be more like my ex? get me a cheese burger

[chorus: electronic jack]
girl, you know you’re mine. when i shift in to gear, it’s going down. oh, it’s going down
we-don’t-need-no-seatbelts, when i proceed-with-the-speed of nissan, it’s on, at the driiii-vi–in
at the driiii-vi–iin

[verse one]
now. don’t be playin’ or you’ll end up like ellen page. ‘knocked up’ in both ways by seth rogen. i’m insane, like i was trapped in ‘dead sp-ce’-so- embrace-my-face as-your-legs imitate-a-briefcase. (open up.) let my fingers down your thigh, like we’re playing “chicken run”. you can be the ‘bride’, by my side. i’m fixated on this asphyxiation. you can be my ‘x’, i’ll be ‘speed racin’. fogging up the win-dows without indo. wrap yo legs around my waist, like a-centerfold. oh. we can go slow like ‘forest’. you’ll adore it and if you got a gl-ss, then we’ll pour it. but like i told you, i saved up for this buick. and if you cause a stain, lil ‘mama, i’mma lose it. snap yo’ neck and get into it. it’s foolish. but love’ll be treatment. call me “hitch” when take you by wrist, and-

[chorus]

[verse two]
i’ll be your patrick star so you won’t feel stupid-be my ‘princess of mars’, so my dreams are lucid. girl, let me the new kid dive in. i wanna do you at the drive-in. deprive me of mileage. while you’re, givin’ knowledge. do me a solid. there’s a sausage in the popcorn bag, can you grab it? thick and elastic. call me, a maverick. i’ll beat that p-ssy cat up and put in a casket

like spike, from tommy and jerry. i’m hardly ever scary. let’s play king arthur, you gotta rock body i would bury. not lion (lying), like i’m snoop. ’cause you tighter than p.j.s mom, from goof troop. without rule34. feel the midichlorians as i force you into submission. screamin’ and kickin’, at my convention. being dragged out! no, i will not pull out! tell your ‘oldboy’-friend
that i’ll pull the t–th outta of his mouth

[chorus]

[bridge]
i wanna love you, girl. (i want your body)
i wanna feel your emotions. (and get rowdy)

[verse three]
make love to a k!ller. hold you like gorrilla. taste yo vanilla. fa rizza. i keep it real’uh. hard as a cinderblock–block, when i l!ck ya. bite, scratch and ‘nick ya, like minaj in a picture. can i get little dance witcha’…i’m the riddler on ritalin but sicka. i’ll make you scream like a banshee that’s bitter. two thumbs up. we some crazy critters. hey! where you goin’? i ain’t done witcha bubblegum b-tt. hush. i’m not done chewin’ like a mutt. don’t you still see it up? now get back buckled up. ’cause i’mma about to put my truck in a tight tunnel. uh

[chorus + family guy skit sample][x2]

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