I was asked in New York City,
do you like my clothes?
I'm talking to my tape recorder,
walking down the road.
But on-
Friday night I'm-
purified,
and my feet don't touch the floor
where the number meets the road, inbetween my toes.
Every day is fucking perfect,
it's a paradise!
Watch my life like it's a movie,
have to watch it twice!
A boy looks at a girl, and a girl looks like a pony..
she gallops all day long, inbetween my toes.
And:
Every night she's-
purified,
she don't do that dance no more.
Where the rubber meets the road: inbetween my toes.
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