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 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 fourty oz. to freedom so I'll take that walk
And I know that oh
I'm not comin' back
Oh oh not going back oh oh God knows l'm not going back oh oh l'm not going
And you look so fine when you lie it just don't show
That I know which way the wind blows
Fourty oz. to freedom is the only chance I have
To feel good even though I feel bad
And I know that oh
I'm not comin' back
Oh oh l'm not going back oh oh God knows l'm not going back oh l'm not going
Oh l'm not going back oh oh l'm not going back
Oh oh God knows l'm not going back
Oh oh
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