Your little hoodrat friend makes me sick
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But after I get sick I just get sad
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'Cause it burns being broke, hurts to be heartbroken
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And always being both must be a drag
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She's been calling me again
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She's been calling me again
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Your little hoodrat friend's been calling me again
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And I can't stand all the things that she sticks into her skin
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Like sharpened ballpoint pens and steel guitar strings
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She says it hurts, but it's worth it
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Tiny little text etched into her neck
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It said "Jesus lived and died for all your sins"
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She's got blue black ink and it's scratched into her lower back
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Says "Damn right, He'll rise again" Yeah, damn right, she'll rise again
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Damn right, she'll rise again
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And I've been dusted in the dark up in penetration park
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And I've been plastered
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I've been shaking hard and searching in a dirty storefront church
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And I've been plowed
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But I ain't never been with your little hoodrat friend
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I ain't never been with your little hoodrat friend
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I ain't never been with your little hoodrat friend
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What makes you think I'm getting with your little hoodrat friend?
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Your little hoodrat friend got me high though
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We were 17 and stuck up up in Osseo
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She said it's funny how true love gets troubled by still water
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And washed up in the Mississippi River
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Her claddagh ring was pointed at the people
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She said St. Theresa came to me in dreams
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She said I ain't gonna do anything sexual with you
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I'm kinda saving myself for the scene
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And I've been dusted in the dark up in penetration park
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And I've been plastered
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I've been shaking hard and searching in a dirty storefront church
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And I've been plowed
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But I ain't never been with your little hoodrat friend
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I ain't never been with your little hoodrat friend
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I ain't never been with your little hoodrat friend
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What makes you think I'm getting with your little hoodrat friend?
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She said city center used to be the center of our scene
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Now city center's over, no one really goes there
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Back then we used to drink beneath this railroad bridge
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Some nights the bus wouldn't even stop, there were just too many kids
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I was waiting for my ride and I got jumped from behind
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And I got punctured
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I got stopped by the cops and they found it in my socks
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And I got probed
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But I ain't never been with your little hoodrat friend
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I ain't never been with your little hoodrat friend
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I ain't never been with your little hoodrat friend
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What makes you think I'm getting with your little hoodrat friend?
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Your Little Hoodrat Friend
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| The Hold Steady |
