Three Dimes Down

It was a straight shot, all it took was luck to not get caught
I laid 3 dimes down and the machine wanted 25 cents
In the backseat, her and a friend
One out the window and the other on the other end
One belt loop away from Sunday night's news

If the part about being who he was didn't help Tom get loose
What's a guy without a T gonna get
Totally screwed, while chicken wing puke
Eats the candy apple red off his Corvette
3 dimes down and 25 cents shy of a slice of the Double mint twins
Come back, baby, rock 'n' roll never forgets



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Writer(s): John Michael Cooley
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