She knows nothing at all about nothing

The moment I saw her was something I found alarming

That certain nothing behind her eyes



TV, she finds intoxicating

Shows about cops and dating

She has a soft spot

For cops who are robots



And I don't know where this is going

But I've got a feeling

I'll do the driving from now on



Sometimes we stare at the stars from my roof

She wants to know if they are _fire proof_

I say I guess so, how else can they glow on for so long



We're out, the jukebox plays 'Jumping Jack Flash'

She says 'I love Johnny Cash, the man in red'

I turn my head and pretend not to hear what she said



And I don't know where this is going

But I've got a feeling

I'll do the driving from now on



And I don't know where this is going

But I've got a feeling

I'll do the driving from now on


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