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A wealthy arrogant young man believes that he is a "gift" to all women and that he can have any woman he wants until one night when he is rejected by anyone he lays his eyes on. He can't believe that anyone could turn him down and laugh at his attitude. He asks "Who gives you the Rite Of Passion?". Keywords: Mysterious Dark Edgy Sexy Anger Relationships Narcissist Desire Control Freak Selfish Narcissist Hot Shot Wrong-Headed Bmoc Honky Tonk Grill Lounge Bikers Bar
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Lyrics:
Rite of Passion
El Paso, eat my dust, I’m driving on today.
Good riddance to that town and you.
Wind blowing through my hair, a smile upon my face.
I know just what I’m gonna do.
Make a clean break and leave this nonsense in the past.
Moving along, traveling so free and fast.
I always saw love as my surefire win.
How could I know you thought the same?
As I cruise up that road, north on old I-10
I swear that I’ll forget your name.
Just when I need a place to lay my troubles down
I spot a sign: “Next 2 exits - Shadytown.”
What gave you the right, the given rite of passion?
What gave you the right to hold this over me?
I walk into the bar, a blonde smiles from her stool,
Black-eyed chiquita bumps my arm.
I buy them each a drink, feeling calm and cool.
A pagan priest, I slay them with my charms.
Poised once again, I plan my sacred rite of Passion
Which one will be the chosen sacrificial lamb?
This will be the night to assert my right of passion.
This will be the place I reclaim it my destiny.
I smile into one’s eyes, but they’ve turned into yours.
It has to be a trick of light.
But when the other speaks, it comes out in your voice.
Everything’s upside down tonight.
Unsure again, I back off from my rite of passion
How is it now that I’ve become the sacrificial lamb?
What gives you the right, the given rite of passion?
What gives you the right to hold this over me?
What gives you the right, the given rite of passion?
What gives you the right to hold this over me?
