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[Performed by Lita Ford]
Went to a party last Saturday night, didn't get laid I got in a fight. uh-huh, it ain't no big thing. Late for my job
inside
He could see the answer shining in her eyes

[Chorus]

Well from that day on
You couldn't keep them apart
They were side by side, heart
She was sitting crossed legged on a hood of a ford
Filing down her nails with a emory board
Talking to her friends about people they knew
And all
She was sitting cross-legged on a hood of a Ford
Filing down her nails with a emory board
Talking to her friends about people they knew
And all
a picture that was taken,when he and Mom were dating
Standing by his 1040 Ford and the faded leather Bible, he got when he was baptized
I guess no one
A lot of trucks lined up down by the lake
Drinkin' beer on the back of the tailgate
Boys from the valley want to start a fight
Hey baby what you
We painted inside and out with just a gallon of joy
We had the girl and the boy
And love was never a toy
Just like that old rusty ford we restored
Some Sunday night you will be driving in your car
All by yourself, in your '96 Ford Probe
With the broken rear defrost.

Then all at once from
I had a friend was a big baseball player
Back in high school
He could throw that speed ball by you
Make you look like a fool boy
Saw him
remember when
A flash of lightnin' drove us in.
We were soaked down to the skin
By the time we climbed inside.
And I don't remember what was poundin'
I had a friend was a big baseball player
Back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you
Make you look like a fool boy
Saw him the other
turning diamonds to coal

In love we find out who we are
In sorrow we abide
Our strength's revealed by what we build
From the broken things inside

But
I had a friend was a big baseball player
Back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you
Make you look like a fool boy
Saw him the other
We painted inside and out with just a gallon of joy
We had the girl and the boy
And love was never a toy
Just like that old rusty ford we restored
of just soakin' up rays then she saw him pull up to the stoplight
In an old ragtop that she couldn't name
He said “hop inside I'm headin' south take
Yeah
It's Hunter

Stomping through the forest like a retarded Tyrannosaurus
Hunter eating beefcakes in the back-a Ford Taurus
Fuck a chorus,
Converse and a starter cap
Now I'm sitting, wishing that
Wishing I could just go back
I was happy with no fame
Ford Fiesta, switching lanes
Buying 40's with
(ian hunter/darrel bath)

(transcribed by colin ford)

On the avenue of dead umbrellas
In a place where nothin' sleeps
No one's pickin' up the pieces
white and he ain't neva' see a white pie 
Man I swear to god I'm being followed by a white guy 
On ya boy man I mean harder den a white tie 
White roll
Verse One: Too Poetic/Grym reaper

Yo, hah yo, rahh, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo...
Yo, I got stress on my brain that causes chest pains
inside the best frames
ten thous for excitement 
That's how the day goes 
That's how the nights went Louis bags balenciagas 
The ones talked about by the fashion bloggers,
Verse One: Too Poetic/Grym reaper

Yo, hah yo, rahh, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo...
Yo, I got stress on my brain that causes chest pains
inside the best frames
to god I'm being followed by a white guy
On ya boy man I mean harder den a white tie
White roll white wheels whiter den some white pills
White s550
I love beats by the Viking and the Alchemist
People get inside my head like John Malkovich
My life is getting complicated like calculus
I feel
should take is by the horns
A mixture of Whitey Ford and mighty Thor
I Everlast, pen is mightier than sword
Finish writing then record
Replenish keep