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Idle at the Gate
by Curbservice
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All alone
In a one-horse down somewhere in Mexico
Still somehow it doesn’t feel the same without you
Feel the same without you
On the low I could use a break
From the so & so’s
Just this kinda thing that makes me
Feel this way about you
Feel this way about you
Several days awake now
Solo on a stakeout
Don Julio is steady plottin for a break out
Let me set the record straight
I am just the getaway
Yeah I am just a wheelman
Idle at the gate - they said now
Pull yourself up by the strap of your boots
Yeah but I own are house, church and tennis shoes
And I am
All alone
In a one-horse down somewhere in Mexico
Still somehow it doesn’t feel the same without you
Feel the same without you
On the low I could use a break
From the so & so’s
Just this kinda thing that makes me
Feel this way about you
Feel this way about you
Now police got the interstate
Hemmed up by a barricade
So back through the badlands that’s the only way
If i don’t make it back home
Give Cherise my black comb
Give her all my love but never let her know that i was
All alone
In a one-horse down somewhere in Mexico
Still somehow it doesn’t feel the same without you
Feel the same without you
On the low I could use a break
From the so & so’s
Just this kinda thing that makes me
Feel this way about you
Feel this way about you
All alone
In a one-horse down somewhere in Mexico
Still somehow it doesn’t feel the same without you
Feel the same without you
On the low I could use a break
From the so & so’s
Just this kinda thing that makes me
Feel this way about you
Feel this way about you
Several days awake now
Solo on a stakeout
Don Julio is steady plottin for a break out
Let me set the record straight
I am just the getaway
Yeah I am just a wheelman
Idle at the gate - they said now
Pull yourself up by the strap of your boots
Yeah but I own are house, church and tennis shoes
And I am
All alone
In a one-horse down somewhere in Mexico
Still somehow it doesn’t feel the same without you
Feel the same without you
On the low I could use a break
From the so & so’s
Just this kinda thing that makes me
Feel this way about you
Feel this way about you
Now police got the interstate
Hemmed up by a barricade
So back through the badlands that’s the only way
If i don’t make it back home
Give Cherise my black comb
Give her all my love but never let her know that i was
All alone
In a one-horse down somewhere in Mexico
Still somehow it doesn’t feel the same without you
Feel the same without you
On the low I could use a break
From the so & so’s
Just this kinda thing that makes me
Feel this way about you
Feel this way about you
