Wasnt the question you asked me
It wasnt the answer I gave
That made me feel like I was on a train
Was a distant voice
Made me make a choice
That I had to get the fuck out of this town
I got a lot of things to do
A lot of places to go
Ive got a lot of good things coming my way
And Im afraid to say that youre not one of them.
Last time I was there
You were out on the couch
Pressed into a little electric 2
It was the way that you smiled
Made me know at once
That I had to get the fuck out of this town
cause Ive decide to make a stand
And Im not gonna take your hand
Im taking the next bus outta here, Im gonna head for box elder, m.o.
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Wasnt the question you asked me
It wasnt the answer I gave
That made me feel like I was on a train
Was a distant voice
Made me make a choice
That I had to get the fuck out of this town
I got a lot of things to do
A lot of places to go
Ive got a lot of good things coming my way
And Im afraid to say that youre not one of them.
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