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That's a pretty big trunk on my Lincoln town car, ain't it Big enough to take these broken hearts and put 'em in it Now I'm drivin' 'round on the boulevard, trunk bleedin' And every time the cops pull me over, they don't ever see them They never see them And I've got this black suit on Roamin' around like I'm ready for a funeral Five more miles 'til the road runs out I'm about to drive in the ocean I'm about to swim from somethin' much bigger than me Kick off my shoes and swim good, swim good Take off my suit and swim good, swim good Got some pretty good beats on this 808 CD, yeah Memory seats I'm sittin' on stay heated I would've got my windows tinted, but what's the difference 'Cause If I'm feeling like a ghost Ever since I lost my baby I've got this black suit on Roamin' around like I'm ready for a funeral One more mile 'til the road runs out I'm about to drive in the ocean I'm about to swim from somethin' much bigger than me Kick off my shoes and swim good, swim good Take off my suit and swim good, swim good I'm goin' off Don't try stopping me I'm goin' off Don't try saving me No flares No vest No fears Waves are washin' me out I'm about to drive in the ocean I'm about to swim from somethin' much bigger than me Kick off my shoes and swim good, swim good Take off my suit and swim good, swim good That's a pretty big trunk on my Lincoln town car, ain't it (Don't try stopping me) Big enough to take these broken hearts and put 'em in it (Don't try saving me) No vest (Swim good, swim good) No fears (Swim good) Waves are washin' me out
Writer(s): Kevin John Risto, Christopher Breaux, Waynne Nugent, Charles Gambetta Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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