Where do the trains slow down in Albuquerque?
That's the fastest way for me to get out of town
I got into some trouble down on Central Ave.
And I don't think the cops want me around
Now you know I would've drove up in my '98 Cadillac
If it hadn't been impounded in Kansas City
No I swear I wasn't drinking
I swear I wasn't drugging
I was just feeling high
Thinking about seeing you
I thought you'd have coffee ready and grits on the table
Instead of some other woman in your rocking chair naked
Oh lord, it's no wonder I'm back to my bad old ways
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Yeah, you drove me back to unsettled thinking
I'm gonna hot wire your '63 Lincoln
Drive it down to Mexico
And sell it for a song, do do do
For a song, do do do,
For a song,
Sell it for a song
Now I think my mind's eye needs new gla**es
Cuz I keep thinking things that don't really happen
Like I thought you'd be so f**ing glad to see me
Instead you board up your windows and call the PD
Now I've got men in three other states
That know how important it is to treat me better
I know how you loved that big old car
But since you crossed me, baby
You can love it from afar
I thought you'd have coffee ready and grits on the table
Instead of some other woman in your rocking chair naked
Oh lord, it's no wonder I'm back to my bad old ways
CHORUS