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Purple passion in the glove box Under a map And a couple of joints and some Dentyne under my cap As a general rule I don?t monkey around with toys But she needed more than you could get From the average boy She said, "I?ll never see you again" At least you could grant me a wish We?ll drink purple passion We?ll drink purple passion We?ll drink purple passion ?Til we?re black and blue She pulled out a night stick A placed it into my hand She said, "You?re the cop, baby" |