You got your hair permed
You 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 you're starin' at the clock
And the answers always waiting at the liquor store for me
40oz to freedom
So I take that walk
And I know that
Oh, I'm not goin' back
Oh, not going back
Oh, God knows
I'm not going back
Oh, not goin'
Hey man, anyone wanna make a run down to a.m., p.m. with me?
It's like quarter-to right, now bro
Shit, can you like, loan me like, a buck or two dude?
Jai said, he was gonna be here around 2:00 I haven't even seen him
Just totally broke, man owes me twenty bucks man
Get over it, fuck, sorry
I'm not dealin' with that fuckin' chince no more
Take those bottles back Eric?
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
Oh, I'm not goin' back
Oh, I'm not goin' back
Oh, God knows
I'm not goin' back
Oh, I'm not goin'
Oh, I'm not goin' back
Oh, I'm not goin' back
Oh, God knows
I'm not going back
Oh, I'm not goin'
There's a whole one left in the freezer

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