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Paroles : Carissa’s Wierd

Is there a race involved?
You run and hide, you get two stars
Last night two fat skinheads whistled at her
But she sleeps it off
A whiskey scent on her kitten's fur

And when it's time to go
I'll push her high as she wants to go
Red pants down, she's p*ssing out by the car
And though she'll never know
Carissa's weird, but I love her so