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I don't know what it was that made me decide to go with him.
Maybe it was his brown eyes.
Maybe it was the joint the cab driver was smoking.
Or maybe I'd just been alone too long.
broken one too many times.
I don't know what it was that made me decide to go with him.
Maybe it was his brown eyes.
Maybe it was the joint the cab driver was smoking.
Or maybe I'd just been alone too long.
broken one too many times.