I had to jumpstart the car to get away from your mother and her hands, your mother and her demands
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I had to jumpstart the car to get away from your father, your sister, your brother and the pain that runs in your blood
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But I'm on your side, I'm on yours
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I'm on your side, I'm on yours
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Then the car broke down and your psychopathic boyfriend chased me to foot trough the woods (did you see the size of that knife?)
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And now I had to make a fast, a fast decision, should I turn left, left or right? I turned left
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(Well your boyfriend he turned left)
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But I'm on your side, I'm on yours
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I'm on your side, I'm on yours
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Jumpstart
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| Tribeca |
