Wasn`t the question you asked me It wasn`t 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 I`ve got a lot of good things coming my way And I`m afraid to say that you`re 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 I`ve decide to make a stand And I`m not gonna take your hand I`m taking the next bus outta here, I`m gonna head for Box Elder, M.O.
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