 Well I don’t wanna hang around with
you
I’ve got my motor baby and I’m
gonna see you through
You think I wanna be alone with you
It doesn’t matter baby cause you’re
overreacted too
But since you’re down there, where
will I just be
I’m getting fine girl, dressing up for
stormy weather
So touch me down in the past where
my mother will last
And it’s true that I’m in for a punch
and a blast
Yeah down in the past where my
mother will last
And she will make sure that you
remember
Well I don’t wanna slide away with
you
I’ve got ten little soldiers pointing at
you
Honey you just left me for a new
one
It doesn’t matter baby cause your
hair is ugly too
But since you’re down there, where
will I just be
I’m getting fine girl, dressing up for
stormy weather
So touch me down in the past
Well I don’t wanna hang around with
you
I’ve got my motor baby and I’m
gonna see you through
You think I wanna be alone with you
It doesn’t matter baby cause you’re
overreacted too
So touch me down in the past
That you remember...
Come on…
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