Mexican lyrics by Giana Factory. Looking for my man On the roads of loneliness In this nowhere land I don't miss you less I got a ride with Bob He owned a...
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Looking for my man
On the roads of loneliness
In this nowhere land
I don't miss you less
I got a ride with Bob
He owned a yellow van
But he was too fucked up
So I changed my game
Your name keeps changing
My love is out of hands
You face keeps changing
In spite of all the plans
Junkie charles was nice
He knew the game of love
But it was a disguise
He got mean and tough
Joe he had a train
It could go really fast
Like a hurricane
But it did not last
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