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Reminiscin' of what we could've been You were my lover, even my twin She's in the back of the Benz, layin' out up to me Layin' out up to me Wishin' she had taken therapy Now she lays in the back wishin' we never met Or ever had sex In the back of the Benz Now I'm callin' out Cause I hated your friends Now she knows that I'm doin' it, yeah