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This song is by Atmosphere and appears on the album God Loves Ugly (2002).

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(And she still wonders why I'm so insecure she giggles)
(Because I sleep with the...)

Can I throw panties on stage
Like, can I be a fucking groupie and just fuck you because you're on stage?
And other girls want to fuck you?
See bands like us don't get groupies.
You guys are full of shit.
No, it's not full of shit I mean have you ever heard our songs? I mean basically
That's what I'm saying.
Exactly, that's what I'm saying

Smile, smile with me, smile with me, smile with me
Please won't you
Smile, smile with me, smile with me, smile with me
Please won't you

Oh, look at her, she's looking as good as dinner
And she's looking back at me as if maybe I'm a winner
I'm in my late twenties, little girl, don't flirt with me
I've got the capabilities to program your circuitry

You don't have to believe me, do yourself a little justice
Don't let Slug undercook your muffins
Wait wait wait, did I just say that? I did, must be losing it
Because it almost felt like it might just have some truth in it

Now back to the platter at hand
She said she's twenty-one and quit school to go work for the man
A switch up in the plan, now she's happy as a chorus
'Cause now she makes rent and now she drives a Taurus

Unwinding, hanging out at the bar
I wonder if she knows that I'm not really a star
She seems to be impressed by lack of an ego and my self-aware style
I like the way that she smiles

She want to know how I find the words I use
I don't really know but I can lie if you want me to
Angels sing to me in my sleep
I sold my damaged soul for the magic of speech

And now she's laughing she likes the sarcasm
So naturally I'm asking if she's got a captain
She says, "A captain what? You mean a man at home?
The answer is no. I came to this bar alone."

Well, heavens to betty, enough about boyfriends already
Just trying to keep the conversation petty
Because as much as I would like to play in the forest
Ain't no way this girl is going to break into my fortress

I've never made a practice of introducing the mattress
To women that I meet at my own gig
I don't know can't imagine anything as alcohol and hormones
Turning out to be anything big

But baby's hella beautiful and even kind of bright
I got the fire of a vampire inside me tonight
Might be alright, everything seems tight
I've got a good buzz and she's giving me the green light

So tell me girl what ya doing after
She says, "Hopefully hanging out with my new favorite rapper."
Now wait a minute that's not fair your throwing boulders
I can tell by the way your hair touches your shoulders

Be straight with me and I'll be me with you
I can think of some of us that we should do
So if you think I'm coming home with you tonight
You're probably right, you're probably right

A few more beers, a couple more laughs
Undressing my past with the questions she asks
Yes, I love cats and I would love to take a bath
If I spent the night, would you massage my back

She's closing in for the embrace
And slightly tucks her hand under my face
Her hair smells so good I got to have a taste
Where's your ford let's ditch this place

And in the parking lot she sparked it off
She must be starving for someone to hit the harp
I've never been kissed with such passionate bliss
Porn star damn near tore my lips apart

Honey, slow it up hold it up start the car
Let's leave this garage, let's go to your apartment
Lyndale Ave. on the way to the her rest
Her drunk ass turn to look at me and she says,

"You're so beautiful from the hair to the soles.
I know, can't believe that I never met you before.
Feels like I've been waiting for you me whole life."
She missed the red light, we hit a pick-up truck and we both died


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