She said I had no planes I was no good mean all the time So I said that I'm packing my bags I've got better things to do with my time So me and the Captain Jack and Jim Beam We head it out to the road She asked me where I was gonna go I said anywhere that you won't go
Because I wanna go Wherever you don't go And I wanna be Anywhere that you won't be
It takes a lot out of a men To tolerate a woman like you You know, I think I rather have a rectal exame Maybe a heart atack, or two So pour me a drink and I'll have to think About our current relationship And after a couple of drinks or twelve I decided to take the damn trip
And now I'm too damn drunk to care I drive away in my pick up truck And get the hell out of here
Yeah that's where I wanna go Why don't you give me a call When you get there And I'll make sure I'll never Never show up Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
