here's my stab: (I know some of it is probably very wrong) she was a Corduroy Cutoff Girl with everybody looks and her kisses cracked blue she kissed crack blue oh she tasted like mountain dew Maraschino Cherries and she had to go soon said she had to go soon I could only vibe, hunt and heist surgical twist electronic tights thats the radio cure radio cure have cameras in her screen and blinds chemically people I love to fight splintering knives she could only touch the outside every boy she climbed on as she climbed off so 6 kids down the street I was thinking automatically tha