Purple Passion

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 don't monkey around with toys
But she needed more than you could get from the average boy

She said I'll never see you again
But at least you could grant me a wish

We'll drink Purple Passion
We'll drink Purple Passion
We'll drink Purple Passion
Till we're black and blue

She pulled out a night stick and placed it into my hand
She said, You're the cop, baby, but this thing's the man
She said, I'll show you why my old man's not what it's about
And if you tell anyone, I'll slash the tires on your house

She said I'll never see you again
At least you granted my wish

We'll drink Purple Passion
We'll drink Purple Passion
We'll drink Purple Passion
Till we're black and blue

A junk yard of junk food in between the seats
It might not be heaven but it's a warm place to be
Empty wrappers and a broken radio
And two broken hearts and not a single place to go

Love is so easy when you're playing a game
But when you're there every day, every day is the same
I never saw her again, I guess it's just as well
I'd rather let her old man live the nightmare of white trash hell

We'll drink Purple Passion
We'll drink Purple Passion
We'll drink Purple Passion
Till we're black and blue

We'll drink Purple Passion
We'll drink Purple Passion
We'll drink Purple Passion

We'll drink Purple Passion
We'll drink Purple Passion
We'll drink Purple Passion
Till we're black and blue