waving off our bow
we gotta shoot 'em 'fore the sun heats up the south
my finger in my mouth
don't start the engine
we won't ever make it
oh, i've got to give one last farewell
i'll take him up to my hotel
This rendevous won't take too long
i'll make him whole
i'll make him strong
well can you see my hell
i didn't think that all his mercy'd keep too well
i don't kiss and tell
i've done the city 'cause the cops been on my trail
i've got to give one last farewell
i'll take him up to my hotel
i'll shoot him up
i'll let him down
and when i'm done
you'll see yourself
i got the funds
i got the money
i got the money
we won't ever drive oh well
i got the funds
i got the money
i got the money
we won't ever drive, oh
i'm not shaking for an Oklahoma City boy
no, said i'm not shaking for an Oklahoma City boy
no, i'm not shaking for an Oklahoma City boy
no, said i'm not shaking for an Oklahoma City boy
and i'm so tired
i'm so tired
and i'm so tired
put your finger in my (cunt?)
we're so broken
we're so broken
oh! we're so broken
put your finger in my ?
well don't you wanna come out?
well don't you wanna make the payments and make it well
we're in the business so
well its a pity when you never shared the wealth