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Vanilla Muffins - No Punkrock in My Car lyrics
It was a cloudy Saturday for a gig in Zurich I was the fool who organised the car The belts were fasten and you started to mix Vodka Redbull but you went to far Iīm Sunday morning dreamer I hate to wash my car Why donīt you believe me No punkrock in my car I got this car to bring in foxy ladies eating tuna really takes the piss you didnīt care that in my new Mercedes Itīs not allowed to smoke your cannabis Iīm Sunday morning dreamer I hate to wash my car Why donīt you believe me No punkrock in my car Youīre an antisocial psychopath you didnīt pay for the gas like Lemmy says youīve got no class you trashed my car itīs true You fiddled with the radio youīre spitting out of my window a ticket home is a lot of dough Itīs a long walk back for you Iīm Sunday morning dreamer I hate to wash my car Why donīt you believe me No punkrock in my car |
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