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We always check in at the very same time
You, me, and that bitch you call "Her"
You got a fine line bagger at the check-out line
I'm hoping that I'd get to see you tomorrow
But then you talked to Darla
God damn it, baby
Darla Jenkins, she's a really sexy bitch
And she got assistant manager when she was 'bout to quit
And I know you think she's hotter
But I just don't—