Well I don’t wanna hang around with you I’ve got my motor baby and I’m gonna see you through You think I wanna be alone with you It doesn’t matter baby cause you’re overreacted too But since you’re down there, where will I just be I’m getting fine girl, dressing up for stormy weather
So touch me down in the past where my mother will last And it’s true that I’m in for a punch and a blast Yeah down in the past where my mother will last And she will make sure that you remember
Well I don’t wanna slide away with you I’ve got ten little soldiers pointing at you Honey you just left me for a new one It doesn’t matter baby cause your hair is ugly too But since you’re down there, where will I just be I’m getting fine girl, dressing up for stormy weather So touch me down in the past
Well I don’t wanna hang around with you I’ve got my motor baby and I’m gonna see you through You think I wanna be alone with you It doesn’t matter baby cause you’re overreacted too So touch me down in the past
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