Sunshine State - Passenger

Helmets on, safety first when I'm with my passenger
She wears a jacket, Italian leather
I wear denim, and man, it just kills 'em

She don't need a man to push her around
She got her problems but she don't let 'em drag her down
And she definitely does not need this town and the scavengers
My passenger

A spirit bell to break the curse
A good luck charm for my passenger
My friend's say "man, she's born to deceive you"
But I disagree, so man, it just kills 'em

Written by:
Troy Perlman

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