Saw a girl on the bus, and what was on her face?

Innocence, I would love to come in, cum on her skirt, give her whole life a whirl,

Maybe we sort of did,

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In that story long ago,

Of a dude and his two girlfriends,

You and Mary Rose,

God damn, did you really see innocence?

Fucking school girl innocence, my dude,

Anyways, she gets off in a sketchy part of town, and the bus keeps going,

Saw Lucy three times that day,

Kept coming back to me,

A life I would replay,

But reality would echo out,

And it would all be arranged,

I didn’t catch Lucy this day.