Slippy

I could not listen, in another cardboard box
And I did not know what it was I didn't get out of
Got the gas, pack it up and run
Where'd the gas put the hole in?
A garbage can is a great gas and a liar
If she's not by my side
Then she's the biggest dog in town

Another night on the road
piece of paper is sitting fishing in my face
My oil-cooler's waiting to burn, just like the poker man
My shirts are gonna cost me more if I gamblers

And if we're all wondering why it's not looking good
It's well understood that it only takes a little work
My clothes are wet, but they still smell street
That's how it ought to be when I'm driving on
Driving on...
Driving on...
Just like the law, nobody saw

I think this is it, nine AM and the wheels are turning
The car pulls over and stops and goes!



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Writer(s): Cfn Dev
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