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Lyrics: AM Taxi. Charissa.

Turn it up and meet me tonight
under the avalanche;
with all the cops and robber out there, we dont stand a chance.
Motorbikes run wild when lights turn,
this car soars alive.
The black sidewalks push and fight,
but we've got each other tonight
Charissa, I don't wanna hurt you, I don't wanna let you down
Charissa, I cannot dessert you, even if you hate me now.
And so the kids get smashed and throw fists- so dangerous.
And if they do got something to say, well, it's not making sense.
The bomb is wired to break the silence, before the avalanche.
With all the cops and neighbors out there, we don't stand a chance.
You sleep much better when I'm not around;
Charissa, I don't wanna hurt you, I don't wanna let you down
Charissa, I cannot dessert you, even if you hate me now
I don't wanna be near you, I just wanna be close
Not friends with the President, maybe I don't know the Pope
Sure not making a fortune selling your daddy's dope
I don't wanna be near you, I just wanna be close
Not friends with the President, baby I don't know the Pope
I'm just trying to make you a fortune and ripping off the Ramones
I don't wanna be near you, I just wanna be close
you sleep much better when I'm not around
I don't wanna hurt you I don't wanna let you down
Charissa, I cannot dessert you, even if you hate me now
Charissa I don't wanna hurt you I don't wanna let you down
Charissa, I cannot dessert you, even if you hate me now.