The times were tough and time dragged on
And history was catching up to me
We barely got our with the fillings in our mouth
and the skin and bones we can't afford to feed
Your hair tied back your best dress on
you jumped in the seat right next to me
the truck topped out and 80 K and hour
we're moving, that's all we really need
I don't care how we get there
and i don't care, which way we go
She's got style, she's so sweet
she's got legs that'll make you weep
They'll put you in, and tear you apart
She'll make you wish you were more of a man
We got stuck in a shit hole town
Sipping coffee wasting time
I had to sell the truck cause we were shit our of luck
i swear i won't happen a second time
You took a job at a bar downtown
A sleazy little place tucked outta the way
I had to come every night, get drunk and in a fight
you're mine, no one's gonna take you away
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