Текст песни 40 Oz. To Freedom

You got your hair permed You got your red dress on Screaming That second gear was such a turn on! And the fog forming on my window Tells me that the morning's here And you'll be gone before too long Who taught you those new tricks? Damn! I shouldn't start that talk But life is one big question when Your staring at the clock And the answer's always waiting At the liquor store 40 oz. to freedom so I take that walk And I know that Oooh I'm not going back Oooh I'm not going back Oh oh God knows, I'm not going back! Oooh Not going, going And you look so fine When you lie it just dont show But I know which way the wind blows A 40 oz. to freedom is the only chance I have To feel good even though I feel bad And I know that Oooh I'm not going back Oooh I'm not going back Oh oh God knows, I'm not going back! Oooh Not going, going Oooh I'm not going back Oooh I'm not going back Oh oh God knows I'm not going back! Oooh