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 I guess I was paying attention in my history classes in high school - I can't think of any other reason why Sandinistas found their way into the lyrics.

Lyrics: 


The next time you go for a ride in your
Little blue car, don't forget to 
        Put your coat on, wear your
        Gloves where your ring used to be
Don't worry about El Nino or
Nuclear winter, turn the
        Heat on all the way, drive
        Faster, I won't weigh you down

All the time I refused to believe
All the time you were putting us off
You were putting me on

I was your Sandinista, you
Fought for your freedom slowly
        Taking, inch by inch
        Advancing, plot by tiny plot
Amazing how a lie so small
Can cover up a truth so 
        Big we never saw it
        Far too close to focus

Past the propaganda
All the time you were putting us off
You were putting me on

Don't need a partner, you 
Require an accessory to 
All your moods and misdemeanors
You're Houdini in my hallway mirrors

It's not your fault I was ready first
I signed your pre-pre-nuptial     
        Now your game of all-grown-up
        Is over, but it's
No fun when you win by cheating
All alone atop my pedestal
        To watch your wasted
        Youth stampeding, you can
Catch it if you 
Drive a little faster
All the time
        You were putting us off
        You were putting me on

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