You've got your hair permed

You've got your red dress on

Screamin that second gear was such a turn on

And the fog forming on my window tells me that the morning's here

And you'll be gone before too long

Who taught you those new tricks?

Damn I shouldn't start that talk

but life is one big question when your starin at the clock

And the answers always waiting at the liquor store 40oz. to Freedom

so I take that walk.



And I know that ohhhh...I'm not goin back

Oh not going back

God knows not going back

Oh not goin



(babble)



And you look so fine when you lie it just don't show,

But I know which way the wind blows

A 40oz. to freedom is the only chance I have to feel good,

even though I feel bad



And I know that ohhhh...I'm not goin back

Oh I'm not going back

Oh God knows I'm not going back

Oh not goin



Whoa I'm not goin back

Oh not goin back

Whoa God knows I'm not goin back



(There's like a whole one left in the freezer