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Raffaella - BUICK Lyrics
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You told me you miss me and you think I'm inconsiderate
And you're dating a new girl who lives on La Brea
So I let you kiss me just for the hell of it
And we took a drive out to Point Dume
Wasn't it sweet on the beach?
With our sunshine lobotomies
You make me feel just like ketamine
Not remembering anything

I don't really mind
Sitting in the traffic, listening to music
I don't really mind
Skipping all the bad shit, dazing in your Buick
I don't really mind
In the wrong direction, missing all the exits
Don't say what's on your mind
'Cause I don't wanna know
Are you mad that I got bored or mad that I'm admitting it?
We drop off the rental and I cry just a little bit
Are you mad I owe you money or are you mad I didn't mention it?
Dunno what you wanted but I know I couldn't give you it

But wasn't it sweet on the beach?
With our sunshine lobotomies
You make me feel just like ketamine
Not remembering anything

I don't really mind
Sitting in the traffic, listening to music
I don't really mind
Skipping all the bad shit, dazing in your Buick
I don't really mind
In the wrong direction, missing all the exits
Don't say what's on your mind
'Cause I don't wanna know

'Cause I don't wanna know
'Cause I don't want, 'cause I don't want

I don't really mind
If I hurt your feelings, feeling good's expensive
I do it all the time
I don't really, I don't, I don't
I don't really mind
Sitting in the traffic, listening to music
I don't really mind
Skipping all the bad shit, dazing in your Buick
I don't really mind
In the wrong direction, missing all the exits
Don't say what's on your mind
'Cause I don't wanna know
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You told me you miss me and you think I'm inconsiderate
And you're dating a new girl who lives on La Brea
So I let you kiss me just for the hell of it
And we took a drive out to Point Dume
Wasn't it sweet on the beach?
With our sunshine lobotomies
You make me feel just like ketamine
Not remembering anything

I don't really mind
Sitting in the traffic, listening to music
I don't really mind
Skipping all the bad shit, dazing in your Buick
I don't really mind
In the wrong direction, missing all the exits
Don't say what's on your mind
'Cause I don't wanna know
Are you mad that I got bored or mad that I'm admitting it?
We drop off the rental and I cry just a little bit
Are you mad I owe you money or are you mad I didn't mention it?
Dunno what you wanted but I know I couldn't give you it

But wasn't it sweet on the beach?
With our sunshine lobotomies
You make me feel just like ketamine
Not remembering anything

I don't really mind
Sitting in the traffic, listening to music
I don't really mind
Skipping all the bad shit, dazing in your Buick
I don't really mind
In the wrong direction, missing all the exits
Don't say what's on your mind
'Cause I don't wanna know

'Cause I don't wanna know
'Cause I don't want, 'cause I don't want

I don't really mind
If I hurt your feelings, feeling good's expensive
I do it all the time
I don't really, I don't, I don't
I don't really mind
Sitting in the traffic, listening to music
I don't really mind
Skipping all the bad shit, dazing in your Buick
I don't really mind
In the wrong direction, missing all the exits
Don't say what's on your mind
'Cause I don't wanna know
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Writer: Charlie Hickey, Jake Luppen, Marshall Vore, Raffaella Meloni
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Hipgnosis Songs Group

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