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Carry me up them stairs with my white socks on
And my pretty song
Like my blue nail polish
"What is all this?" You said of the mess upstairs
"Don't be scared"
Daddy dearest, you know how I like to take trips
Pops first stops at the K-Mart, buy me my peach lipgloss
Cigarettes and lollipops for our trip across the USA
We're gonna party like it's 1949
We're in the Pontiac from July to July
Gonna see it all before he says goodbye
Gonna party like it's 1949
Carry me up the stairs with my white socks on
And my blonde hair long
You like my pin-up bodice and the solace
That comes with the midnight air
And my icy stare
It's the clearest when it's me and him alone
He stops, he talks about all the ways he used to (indistinguishable)
Dinerettes and soda pops for our trip across the USA
We're gonna party like it's 1949
We're in the Pontiac from July to July
Gonna see it all before he says goodbye
Gonna party like it's 1949
Daddy likes Blackpool Pleasure Beach and road stops
Me, I like the Swiss Alps souvenir gift shops
Late night midnight radio show talks
Him and me, a big jailbreak
Ponytail and lollipops, dinerettes and soda pops
New blue bathing suit, ruched tops and Cadillacs
Blue Lake Carter docks, hopscotch, hot talk
Alabama hard knocks, motel brass locks
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