Purple passion in the glove box
Under a map
And a couple of joints and some
Dentyne under my cap
As a general rule
I dont monkey around with toys
But she needed more than you could get
From the average boy
She said, "Ill never see you again"
At least you could grant me a wish
Well drink purple passion
Well drink purple passion
Well drink purple passion
Til were black and blue
She pulled out a night stick
A placed it into my hand
She said, "Youre the cop, baby"
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