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tonight I drive your Honda from Berkeley Heights to Pensacola you've got my broken Saturn my broken heart I sense a pattern I moved to find a job to find a home where you grew up but while I met your brother you went and found another lover I don't wanna see you I really don't care how you are cut the chit-chat I just need my car eight flippin' highways to land in some bumblefuck bar you're not worth it I just need my car six days since you first told me I was amazed now I'm just lonely I guess it's really better this happened now rather than later I know it's so Geraldo I left the stage you stole the show but wait the part that's funny? despite the crap I still love you honey I don't wanna see you I really don't care how you are cut the chit-chat I just need my car eight flippin' highways to land in some bumblefuck bar you're not worth it I just need my car yeah they say to make it good you gotta do the things you should and so for our joint cause I put our love on pause I went out on a limb and then you fell for him I don't wanna see you I really don't care how you are cut the chit-chat I just need my car eight flippin' highways to land in some bumblefuck bar you're not worth it I just need my car