We're running out of karma and here's mud in your eye
I guess it's you
I'm gonna love you till you die
I got em candy-coated
And I wear it with pride
I guess it's you
You're gonna take me for a ride
I'm gonna make you howl like a trailer-park wife
On the first day of her new life
Interchangeable knife
She's a big, big brider
Got the devil inside her
Burn a hole
Right through my jeans
Hotter than a meth lab fire
She'll change your boiler
Kick your tires
[?] frayed wires
[?] It's such a beautiful position
[?] Got electrical vibes
Be the tequila to my lime
I'll be the mirror to your blind
Let's chop it up
I don't need no cook
Got an interchangeable knife
Yeah
I guess it's you
I'm gonna love you till you die
I got em candy-coated
And I wear it with pride
I guess it's you
You're gonna take me for a ride
I'm gonna make you howl like a trailer-park wife
On the first day of her new life
Interchangeable knife
She's a big, big brider
Got the devil inside her
Burn a hole
Right through my jeans
Hotter than a meth lab fire
She'll change your boiler
Kick your tires
[?] frayed wires
[?] It's such a beautiful position
[?] Got electrical vibes
Be the tequila to my lime
I'll be the mirror to your blind
Let's chop it up
I don't need no cook
Got an interchangeable knife
Yeah
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