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Won't Be Home
Threw the bottle cap away
For pushing me too far
Well the problem's getting big
And it's a compact car
So I won't feel so bad
I did all I could do
Now I'm on a Wounded Knee
We're at Waterloo
So please get out
Of my car
I was born in the
Back seat of a Mustang
On a cold night
In the hard rain
And the very first song
That the radio sang was
"I won't be home no more"
We will rattle trap tonight
My words are getting tired
So listen for a while
Before this they expire
Oh it was them who failed
All because of where I'm from
Now the Moon's at 4:00
And it's high time Kingdom Come
So please get out
Of my car
I was born in the
Back seat of a Mustang
On a cold night
In the hard rain
And the very first song
That the radio sang was
"I won't be home no more"
I was born in the
Back seat of a Mustang
On a cold night
In the hard rain
And the very first song
That the radio sang was
"I won't be home no more"
"No I won't be home no more"
I'm pulling off the road
I'm opening the door
I'm giving you the payment
I'm telling you what for
You're no more than a thought
No more than a thought
I'm getting smaller
In the rear view mirror
Getting smaller
In the rear view mirror
Getting smaller
In the rear view mirror
Getting smaller
I was born in the
Back seat of a Mustang
On a cold night
In the hard rain
And the very first song
That the radio sang was
"I won't be home no more"
I was born in the
Back seat of a Mustang
On a cold night
In the hard rain
And the very first song
That the radio sang was
"I won't be home no more"
"No I won't be home no more"
"No I won't be home no more"
Ooh Ooh
Ooh Ooh
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Ooh Ooh
Ooh Ooh
"No I won't be home no more"
"No I won't be home no more"
"I won't be home no more"
That the radio sang was
And the very first song
In the hard rain
On a cold night
Back seat of a Mustang
I was born in the
"I won't be home no more"
That the radio sang was
And the very first song
In the hard rain
On a cold night
Back seat of a Mustang
I was born in the
Getting smaller
In the rear view mirror
Getting smaller
In the rear view mirror
Getting smaller
In the rear view mirror
I'm getting smaller
No more than a thought
You're no more than a thought
I'm telling you what for
I'm giving you the payment
I'm opening the door
I'm pulling off the road
"No I won't be home no more"
"I won't be home no more"
That the radio sang was
And the very first song
In the hard rain
On a cold night
Back seat of a Mustang
I was born in the
"I won't be home no more"
That the radio sang was
And the very first song
In the hard rain
On a cold night
Back seat of a Mustang
I was born in the
Of my car
So please get out
And it's high time Kingdom Come
Now the Moon's at 4:00
All because of where I'm from
Oh it was them who failed
Before this they expire
So listen for a while
My words are getting tired
We will rattle trap tonight
"I won't be home no more"
That the radio sang was
And the very first song
In the hard rain
On a cold night
Back seat of a Mustang
I was born in the
Of my car
So please get out
We're at Waterloo
Now I'm on a Wounded Knee
I did all I could do
So I won't feel so bad
And it's a compact car
Well the problem's getting big
For pushing me too far
Threw the bottle cap away
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