Sinatra Songtext

Drive around town, forced to talk
Pass that church again, where's a parking spot?
It's Sinatra's world and she just lives here
I hate everything as much as I hate me

What's the best for me?
What's the best for me?
What's the best for me?
What's the best for me?

She doesn't see me, I don't care
Just move around some and fix your stare
I had more fun, took half the time
Cost three bucks, buy a magazine

What's the best for me?
What's the best for me?
What's the best for me?
What's the best, yeah
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