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Hey little girl, wanna go for a ride
there's room in my wagon, it's parked right outside
we can cruise down Robbert Street all night long
but I think I'll just rape you and kill you instead

Diane, Diane, Diane

I hear there's a party at lake Cove
It would be so much esier if I drove
We could check it out, we could go and see
Come on take a ride with me

Diane, Diane, Diane

We lay down together for a while
I put all your clothes in a nice neat little pile
you're the cutest Girl I've ever seen in my life
but it's over now and with my knife

Diane, Diane, Diane