Ah ah ah ah ah ah,
Ah ah ah ah ah ah.
I took the 405 and drove the stake down into your center
and stated that its never ever been better then this.
I hung my favorite shirt on the floor board wrinkled up
from pulling pushing and tasting. (tasting)
You keep twisting the truth,
that keeps me thrown askew.
Misguided by the 405
because it led me to an alcohol next summer.
I missed the exit to your parents house hours ago.
Red wine and cigarettes
hide your bad habits underneath the patio. (patio patio patio)
You keep twisting the truth,
that keeps me thrown askew.
You keep twisting the truth,
that keeps me thrown askew.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah,
Ah ah ah ah ah ah,
Ah ah ah ah ah ah,
Ah ah ah ah ah ah.
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