I Left My Jacket In Your Car

In the back seat

Mark Starlin
No Crime in Rhymin’

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I left my jacket in your car
Now I wonder where you are

Have you driven very far?
In your little green Jaguar?

Did you go shopping at a big bazaar
Looking for a cookie jar?

Or living as a hobo with a scar
Riding the rails in a boxcar?

Perhaps you went to see a Russian Czar
In a time-machine aluminum sports car?

Or starting a career as a rock star
Playing solos on an electric guitar?

Or using a shiny miniature crowbar
To pry open a can of Beluga caviar?

Or watching Star Wars, but not Avatar
As Luke blows up a Federation Death Star?

Or becoming an international movie star
Filming an adventure off in Zanzibar?

Or becoming a financial advisor superstar
Giving an expensive investment seminar?

Or munching on a candy bar
At a shopping mall snack bar?

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