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5am Friday morning Thursday night Far from sleep I'm still up and driving Can't go home Obviously So I'll just change direction Cause they'll soon konw where I live And I wanna live Got a full tank and some chips It was me and a gun And a man on my back And I say holy holy as he buttoned down his pants Me and a gun And a man On my back But I haven't seen Barbados So I must get out of this Yes I wore a slinky red thing Does that mean I should spread For you, your friends your father, Mr. Ed And I know what this means Me and Jesus a few years back Used to hand and he said It's your choice babe just remember I don't think you'll be back in 3 days time So you choose well Tell me what's right Is it my right to be on my stomach Of Fred's Seville Me and a gun And a man On my back But I haven't seen Barbados So I must get out of this And do you know Carolina Where the biscuits are soft and sweet These things go through you head When there's a man on your back And you're pushed flat on your stomach It's not a classic cadillac Me and a gun And a man On my back But I haven't seen Barbados So I must get out of this Return to Tori Amos lyrics |