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Cherlene
Cherlene
Performer
Jessy Lynn Martens
Jessy Lynn Martens
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevn Kinney
Kevn Kinney
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kevin Kinney
Kevin Kinney
Producer

Lyrics

I grew up just west of the tracks Holding me to hold you back Around your door she's calling out my name She said, "Honey, won't you go outside? I've got a man coming over tonight" The seventh one in seven days So I go down to the parking lot Hang around with all my friends To roam the street 'til dawn breaks again I come in at 5 a.m. and she's been waiting for me She said, "Where have you been?" I said, "I was out" She said, "You're no good 'cause you're runnin' without love" I'm goin' straight to hell Just like my momma said I'm goin' straight to hell Next door a boy, he lives 'Bout the same age as me And asked me to come upstairs for a see Just then his mother burst in Said, "You're that tramp or that bitch in the wind" Get out of my house, hit the road I kept falling like a Rolling Stones song I'm goin' straight to hell Just like my momma said I'm goin' straight to hell I'm goin' straight to hell Just like my momma said I'm goin' straight to hell The stars came out and warned me so As I walked on down the road Fifty bucks and a suitcase steered me clear He took my hand, we walked into the sun A new day's promise had begun We'll make it alone whether you like it or not I turned around and shouted, "See ya, momma!" I'm goin' straight to hell Just like my momma said I'm goin' straight to hell I'm goin' straight to hell Just like my momma said I'm goin' straight to hell I'm goin' straight to hell Just like my momma said I'm goin' straight to hell Mother, mother, won't you let me go? Y'all my momma actually did say I was goin' to hell But she's dead and I'm here Oh, boy Holy shitsnacks y'all (holy shitsnacks y'all) Y'all seriously, holy shitsnacks (holy shitsnacks)
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