Lyrics

Park your car on the lawn, Their parents are gone To Boca Raton for the weekend. I'm in Bradley's garage With the rakes and the saws Waiting for the pills to kick in. Do the varsity drag, Reach out and grab a partner You can throw to the cement. One of us has got to drive her home, I am not surviving this alone. One, two, girls in a row Like girls on a show They're all in the living room laughing I flash my funeral smile but all the while, I'm wondering if it'll happen Do the varsity drag, take a boy in the back, and tell him your whole life story. One of us has got to drive her home. I am not surviving this alone. One of us has got to drive her home, I am not surviving this alone. Ahhhh! We'll sleep in a stranger's bed, Whispering things you can never take back While the rest of the house is under attack And the varsity drag is blasting out of all the speakers.
Writer(s): Michael Edward Flynn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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