Extension of Bla Bla Bla

...is when I drive.

I can cry with my shades on. And no one will know.

I can laugh. And people will think I'm talking on the phone.

Or I can sing out loud. And who cares if everyone is looking at me?

I just hate it when I can't cry or laugh or sing.

Especially when I need to car pool everyday with Lady O's aunt.

Damn.