Daughter to the pop veneer
Shining like a new mint quarter
Shining like the Franklin Mint
Seedy like the lampshade quarter
Rolling with the dopes you know
Rolling with the wrong gun on you
Going down to Baltimore
Going in an off-white Honda
But well, I miss the girl, miss the girl, miss the girl
I want to give myself to water
Well, I miss the girl, miss the girl, miss the girl
I want to give myself to water, well
Speeding to the rupture line
Rat-a-tatting boombox moocher
And darling with the boop shuh-nai
A rat-a-tatting lose your future
But well, I miss the girl, miss the girl, miss the girl
I want to give myself to water
Well, I miss the girl, miss the girl, miss the girl
I want to give myself to water
Well, I miss the girl, miss the girl, miss the girl
I want to give myself to water
Well, I miss the girl, miss the girl, miss the girl
I want to give myself to water, well
Oh, I dream that she aims to be
The bloom upon my misery
I dream that she aims to be
The bloom upon my misery
I dream that she aims to be
The bloom upon my misery
She rocks the mop style
And leave the rest
She rocks the mop style
And leave the rest
She rocks the mop style
And leave the rest
She rocks the mop style, mop style
Give it up
And I know
I know it's not the same thing
And I know
I know it's not the same thing
And I know and I know and I know
I know it's not the same thing
And I know
I know it's not the
But well, I miss the girl, miss the girl, miss the girl
But well, I miss the girl, miss the girl, miss the girl
But well, I miss the girl, miss the girl, miss the girl
But well, I miss the girl, miss the girl, miss the girl