Crack the blues, yeah, brand new shoe, yeah
Hotel, motel, money ain't got no place to go
Inside, outside, big money, girl, take me down
Won't spill my name on your sacred ground
Oh no, bring your friend now, bring them round
Oh, make them hear how their life is sound
When back hands are at the door
Turn the car down, it smells so fine, oh
Burn me back, oh, burn me back, oh, how I'm drowning
Yeah, I'm burning, I can't make, I'm a superstar
Yeah, I'm a stunner, I'm always scared of
You're in my mind right now
Hey, I know mama well
I know mama well
I know mama well
I know I'm wrong, hey, hey
Life's not too worst, no hate
Death won't belong, but I
Get me this picture of it
A precious taboo in it
Got me convicted, yeah
Crying my blood out
Not being sober, yeah
Not being true
All our hearts, cards
Valentine charts
I got them hanging from the tree
And from the junkyard
Yeah, they're buzzing from the street
Up to the sidewalk, whoa
And I'm flying to the stars
Driving home, car's got blue
Stumbling right out of a ski bar, whoa
I got ragged all blue
Oh, I got ragged all blue
Oh, I got ragged all blue
It's not your perfume, girl
It's not your style, no
It's just the way you drive me out of my head
You drive me wild by looking sober
You're looking sober, mama
You're looking clean
I see you wriggling your ass down on that
Cool blue scene, yeah
I got ragged all blue
It's just the way you drive me out of my head
We are turning right to Session Road
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