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These are some new lyrics of mine that I just wrote while sitting here at work. Tell me if you like/dislike it 
The End Of The Road
I met a girl when I was driving around
Her car broke down so I got on the ground
Too hard to fix so I offered her a ride
She had to decide and finally got inside
I asked for her name and she didn't reply
I thought she was shy but then she said why
On witness protection her life's in danger
So she took a ride from me, a stranger
The miles passed with my favorite tunes
Remind me of happy youthful afternoons
I almost forgot about my female passenger
A lovely treasure if I was a scavenger
She turned the dial to some upbeat jazz
Fit her personality full of pizzazz
Our eyes met and she gave me a smile
All the while I noticed her wild hairstyle
She sang along to the trumpet and horn
Girl was born to sing and I was torn
Between listening to her graceful swing
And watching what the road would bring
When the song finished I had to say
Babe you have a way to make me sway
She blushed and shook her pretty head
And said I better look ahead
A few miles later we reached our destination
My temptation just led to more frustration
This is starting to sound like a damn country song
I tried to prolong 'cos there's no need to say so long
She opened my door and thanked me very much
I rode my clutch and said we should stay in touch
Without a word she left not even a goodbye
By and by she'll be on the stand to testify
I couldn't believe this was the end of the road
Thought back to the way her golden hair flowed
Just then I noticed a note she left on the seat
"Meet me same time tomorrow to get something to eat"
I met a girl when I was driving around
Her car broke down so I got on the ground
Too hard to fix so I offered her a ride
She had to decide and finally got inside
I asked for her name and she didn't reply
I thought she was shy but then she said why
On witness protection her life's in danger
So she took a ride from me, a stranger
The miles passed with my favorite tunes
Remind me of happy youthful afternoons
I almost forgot about my female passenger
A lovely treasure if I was a scavenger
She turned the dial to some upbeat jazz
Fit her personality full of pizzazz
Our eyes met and she gave me a smile
All the while I noticed her wild hairstyle
She sang along to the trumpet and horn
Girl was born to sing and I was torn
Between listening to her graceful swing
And watching what the road would bring
When the song finished I had to say
Babe you have a way to make me sway
She blushed and shook her pretty head
And said I better look ahead
A few miles later we reached our destination
My temptation just led to more frustration
This is starting to sound like a damn country song
I tried to prolong 'cos there's no need to say so long
She opened my door and thanked me very much
I rode my clutch and said we should stay in touch
Without a word she left not even a goodbye
By and by she'll be on the stand to testify
I couldn't believe this was the end of the road
Thought back to the way her golden hair flowed
Just then I noticed a note she left on the seat
"Meet me same time tomorrow to get something to eat"
