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| Old 97s Drag it up Won't Be Home You're a bottle cap away from pushing me too far Well the problem's getting big and it's a compact car So I won't feel so bad I did all I could do Now I'm on wounded knee and we're at waterloo So please get out of my car I was born in the backseat of a mustang on a cold night in a hard rain and the very first song that the radio sang It was "I won't be home no more" You're a rattle trap tonight my ears are getting tired To listen for a while before this thing expired It was bound to fail because of where I'm from Now the moon's at four o'clock and it's high time kingdom come So please get out of my car I was born in the backseat of a mustang on a cold night in a hard raing and the very first song that the radio sang it was "I won't be home no more" I was born in the backseat of a mustang on a cold night in a hard rain and the very first song that the radio sang It was "I won't be home no more" And I won't be home no more I'm pulling off the road I'm opening the door. I'm giving you the pavement I'm telling you what for. You're no more than a thought And you're getting smaller in my rearview mirror Yeah, you're getting smaller in my rearview mirrior Yeah, you're getting smaller in my rearview mirror I was born in the backseat of a mustang on a cold night in a hard rain and the very first song that the radio sang It was "I won't be Home no more" And I won't be home no more I was born in the backseat of a mustang on a cold night in a hard rain and the very first song that the radio sang It was "I won't be home no more" And I won't be home no more I won't be home no more |
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