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Jaimie doesn’t play well with others
But she gives ‘er hell on the very first date
She gets so nervous driving the turnpike
And every Thursday night she stays out late
She’ll bathe you in a sea
Of sweet, sweet apathy
And she’s too pretty to be on the run
She writes her love notes on bottles of Vicodin
She talks to angels, oh yes, she does
It leaves me asking if it’s a good time or love
Jaimie’s got a gambling problem
She’s always betting on the wrong ponies
But she’ll always answer a 2 a.m. drunk text
Because looking for prince charming gets lonely
And Jaimie’s got a social networking addiction
She's on the Twitter reading iJustine
She’ll tell you off in a New York minute
But her touch makes my heart glow like E.T.’s
And she’ll bathe you in a tide
Of confusion and lies
And she’s too pretty to be on the run
She writes her love notes on bottles of Vicodin
She talks to angels, oh yes, she does
It leaves me asking if it’s a good time or love
She takes a drink for me
She takes a drink for you
And, she’ll kiss with poisoned lips
Until your throat turns blue
And she’s too pretty to be on the run
She writes her love notes on bottles of Vicodin
She talks to angels, oh yes, she does
It leaves me asking if it’s a good time or love
And she’s too pretty to be on the run
She writes her love notes on bottles of Vicodin
She talks to angels, yes, she does
It leaves me asking if it’s a good time or love
It keeps me asking if it’s a good time or love
