67 Chevy
Baby bought a Hemi for her 67 Chevy
She's says no I ain't gonna go down this a way no more
See I checked my dignity at that front door
And baby spread her knees for a man of ill rapport
She says no I ain't gonna come down this a way no more
But I didn't get paid so you can't call me no whore
She says I need some kind of vacation
I lost my hope and my inspiration
And no ones lookin to help a wretch like me
But I tried to keep it all together, yes I did
Yes I did
She thumbed up from Savannah pockets filled with crushed Opana
She says no I ain't gonna go down that a way again
Oh I'll be your lover but I ain't gonna be your friend
She crashed into the bar wearin nothin but that guitar
She says no I ain't gonna come down this a way again
Had the face of an angel but a body built for sin
She says I need some kind of vacation
I lost my hope and my inspiration
And no ones lookin to help a wretch like me
But I tried to keep it all together, yes I did
Yes I did
She woke up in the gutter cursed her God and called her mother
She says no I don't know how I got me so far down
And I can't tell how much longer I'll stick around
She jumped up off her back and headed straight for those train tracks
She says no I ain't gonna come down this a way no more
Oh this burdened life of mine's become a bore
She says I need some kind of vacation
I lost my hope and my inspiration
And no ones lookin to help a wretch like me
But I tried to keep it all together, yes I did
Oh I tried to keep it all together yes I did
Yes I did
She's says no I ain't gonna go down this a way no more
See I checked my dignity at that front door
And baby spread her knees for a man of ill rapport
She says no I ain't gonna come down this a way no more
But I didn't get paid so you can't call me no whore
She says I need some kind of vacation
I lost my hope and my inspiration
And no ones lookin to help a wretch like me
But I tried to keep it all together, yes I did
Yes I did
She thumbed up from Savannah pockets filled with crushed Opana
She says no I ain't gonna go down that a way again
Oh I'll be your lover but I ain't gonna be your friend
She crashed into the bar wearin nothin but that guitar
She says no I ain't gonna come down this a way again
Had the face of an angel but a body built for sin
She says I need some kind of vacation
I lost my hope and my inspiration
And no ones lookin to help a wretch like me
But I tried to keep it all together, yes I did
Yes I did
She woke up in the gutter cursed her God and called her mother
She says no I don't know how I got me so far down
And I can't tell how much longer I'll stick around
She jumped up off her back and headed straight for those train tracks
She says no I ain't gonna come down this a way no more
Oh this burdened life of mine's become a bore
She says I need some kind of vacation
I lost my hope and my inspiration
And no ones lookin to help a wretch like me
But I tried to keep it all together, yes I did
Oh I tried to keep it all together yes I did
Yes I did
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