3 Dimes Down

It was a straight shot
All it took was luck to not get caught
I laid three dimes down
And the machine wanted 25 cents

In the back seat, 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
Three dimes down and 25 cents shy of a slice of the double-mint twins
Come back, baby, rock and roll never forgets



Credits
Writer(s): John Cooley
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