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| This is one of those songs where I had an idea, recorded some tracks and sent it to John. I gave him the title. "There Once was a Girl from Toledo." She owns a car that screams out, "Climb on board" Her daddy bought it for her when she felt she was ignored It's all to do to pay the fee For someone like the likes of me When everything is given to you, free I hear that she's from Toledo All the boys think she's pretty neato Tattoos say she's into emo Like putting fingerprints on your ammo She wears a pair of pumps that whisper, "Look at me" Mommy doesn't know she wears them down on Avenue B It's all the same and all is blame Wearing out the word called, "shame" When your whole world is crumbling at your feet I hear that she's from Toledo Munching on a bag of Frito's Where it goes only she knows Depth charges and pink torpedoes She sails a boat who's name is, "Climb on Board" Her daddy bought it for her while claiming he was poor It's all to do to pay the fee For someone like the likes of me When everything is given to you, free I hear that she's from Toledo And all the boys think she's pretty neato Tattoos say she's into emo Like putting fingerprints on your ammo I hear that she's from Toledo Munching on a bag of Frito's Where she goes baby only she knows Depth charges and pink torpedoes | ||||||||||||