Straight to Hell

I grew up just west of the tracks
Holding me to hold you back
Around your door she's calling out my name
She said, "Honey, won't you go outside?
I've got a man coming over tonight"
The seventh one in seven days

So I go down to the parking lot
Hang around with all my friends
To roam the street 'til dawn breaks again
I come in at 5 a.m. and she's been waiting for me
She said, "Where have you been?" I said, "I was out"
She said, "You're no good 'cause you're runnin' without love"

I'm goin' straight to hell
Just like my momma said
I'm goin' straight to hell

Next door a boy, he lives
'Bout the same age as me
And asked me to come upstairs for a see
Just then his mother burst in
Said, "You're that tramp or that bitch in the wind"
Get out of my house, hit the road
I kept falling like a Rolling Stones song

I'm goin' straight to hell
Just like my momma said
I'm goin' straight to hell

I'm goin' straight to hell
Just like my momma said
I'm goin' straight to hell

The stars came out and warned me so
As I walked on down the road
Fifty bucks and a suitcase steered me clear
He took my hand, we walked into the sun
A new day's promise had begun
We'll make it alone whether you like it or not
I turned around and shouted, "See ya, momma!"

I'm goin' straight to hell
Just like my momma said
I'm goin' straight to hell

I'm goin' straight to hell
Just like my momma said
I'm goin' straight to hell

I'm goin' straight to hell
Just like my momma said
I'm goin' straight to hell

Mother, mother, won't you let me go?

Y'all my momma actually did say I was goin' to hell
But she's dead and I'm here

Oh, boy
Holy shitsnacks y'all (holy shitsnacks y'all)

Y'all seriously, holy shitsnacks (holy shitsnacks)



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Writer(s): Kevin Gerard Kinney
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