Getaway
I wanna take this money, get out of town,Buy some time, we can make it somehow!Waiting for a dream to come aroundYou know me better than that,Baby I’m not down, down, down!
I left a letter for my sister, and a bottle full of boozeOne day I’m gonna love you, tooBut for now I’m running oh,I’m running south, south, south!
You say you better have a way back homeBut I know they won’t forget my name back homeCause they know I’m running oh, I’m running south!
Can you see it on my face, small town girl, never knew my placeSo I got first and lined for the race,People telling me to let your dreams go to waste, waste, waste, wasteBut what are dreams if you never sleep?Now my dreams are life, and this life is sweetTrippin’ in the lights, a piece of the pieI think I need a slice, slice, slice, slice
How can I be lost in the dark?I thought I was walking on stars,And even if I wanted took a stopI can’t go back home, cause I came this far,So can you see it on my face, man?Are you amazed, the way I make magic in a wastelandLos Angeles, CaliforniaI love you bitch, let me lick you and put a stamp upon you!A flower blooms, then a bug eats itI heard a rumor, should I feed it?I got a secret, can you keep it?Shht! Listen, listen, listen!