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5:00 am Friday morning Thursday night Far from sleep I'm still up and driving Can't go home Obviously So I'll just change direction Cause they'll soon know where I live And I wana live Got a full tank and some chips It was me and a gun And a man on my back And I sang "holy holy" as he Buttoned down his pants You can laugh Its kind of funny Things you think Times like these Like I haven't seen Barbados So I must get out of this Yes I wore A slinky red thing Does that mean I should spread For you Your friends Your father Mr Ed It was me and a gun And a man on my back But I haven't seen Barbados So I must get out of this And I know What this means Me and Jesus A few years back Used to hang And he said "It's your choice babe Just remember I don't think You'll be back In 3 days time So you choose well" Tell me whats right? Is it my right to be on my stomach of Fred's Seville? It was me and a gun And a man on my back But I haven't seen Barbados So I must get out of this And do you know Carolina Where the biscuits are soft and sweet These things go through your head When there's a man on your back And you're pushed Flat on your stomach It's not a classic caddilac It was me and a gun And a man on my back But I haven't seen Barbados So I must get out of this No, I haven't seen Barbados So I must get out of this |
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