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She comes in a box with a guarantee of nothing Too fake, so shake man she's no remedy Brown into blonde and black as noon She's on to you Think that the one making coffee could be Better than the girl, who fell in love quickly She said pick me to be the one who's going to see You're so divine that I may not find it In her, or in any other way Was it her on the sidewalk in the red Or your best friend's sister or her friend instead Or that thing the night before you thought you'd see The one down the street just waiting for you Oh swinging like the trees do, finding nature in all that's true And what you see as she screams Oh, followed by the good lord's name in vain Drop an F-bomb and rush to your surprise As you let the cigarette smoke rise, you rise, we rise When it all comes down to What you need to know She's everywhere and I've tried to go And take what she is giving Inhale and start living and beat the reality of me Oh I'm knowing this, yeah, girl you're so divine |