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Valet Parking
Never saw your driver's eyes or me on parking street
We were planning your demise
Your chauffeur's tired but you're still on heat
Downtown, you're burning down
I'm sick of parking cars…sick of parking cars parking cars parking cars
There are only - two people here who are worthy of your pool and your palace
So stand down now stand down you're standing down...
I'm sick of parking cars…sick of parking cars parking cars parking cars
Downtown, you're burning down
I'm sick of parking cars…sick of parking cars parking cars parking cars

Never thought I'd see the day
When your pale face turned grey
Got no guts, got no fame
Your epitaph sorely missed
Your unfaithful slave
I'm sick of parking cars…sick of parking cars parking cars parking cars

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