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Generally, Jen RV,
Man, we go together like peaches and cream.
Generally, Jen RV,
At home or out on the road like a street team.
Generally, Jen RV,
Yeah, she’s the girl of my sweet dreams.
Generally, Jen RV,
And the girl of my dreams and my friend Ken Reid’s dreams.
Generally, Jen RV is right by my side,
Never far from me.
She’s a part of my heart like an artery, and we live together in harmony.
But, inevitably, things start to be less magical, not as sparkly.
We fight more and laugh less heartily,
I stopped shaving and she pees with the door open.
But as soon as we spot the root that we’re in,
My dear Jen gets her butt in gear then she packs a bag,
Gives me a goodbye high-five and she drives off in the RV in the driveway.
Yeah, she takes a trip and she doesn’t return til we’re ready to rebuild the
relationship.
Recreate it so it’s precious and meaningful;
That’s why it’s called a recreational vehicle.
Generally, Jen RV,
Might be gone for a month and she might go bonkers.
Generally, Jen RV,
And I really don’t know where she roams and wanders.
Generally, Jen RV,
To, hither, fro, yonder?
Generally, Jen RV,
All I know is absence makes the heart grow fonder,
Cause a relationship is a receptacle that Jen and I will fill;
But every now and then you gotta drain it out,
Or it’ll overflow and spill,
Yes, it will!
Make a mess of our happiness, it’ll soil our love and spoil it.
Jen RV, you’re the one for me,
And baby, our love is a chemical toilet!
Generally, Jen RV,
Baby, our love is a chemical toilet! Generally, Jen RV,
That’s it; gotta run. Mm.