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Let's go for a ride in your mom's car, let's go for a ride in your mom's car Let's go for a ride in your mom's car, let's go for a ride in your mom's car We'll smoke that last bit of weed you had from the air gauge If we get hungry we'll go to Mickey D's we'll order a dollar menu Hamburger with cheese please Turn off the radio I don't like the buzz It's too much fuss those songs ain't us, babe I'd rather listen to the wheels against the wet road Focus on your energy and get real stoned When we get thirsty we'll go to 7-11 like Elliot Smith in St. Ides heaven You'll touch my body with those calloused hands and I'll forget who I am I forget who I am with you Then you'll go home to your girlfriend, you'll go home to your girlfriend I'll go home to my dead-end, I'll go home to my dead-end I'll go home to my dead-end, I'll go home to my dead-end street Where you and I never meet Please, please, please, please, please Let's go for a ride in your mom's car, let's go for a ride in your mom's car Just one more time in your mom's car, one more time in your mom's car Aus Songtexte Mania