Lyrics

And I was sitting in the basement And you were dancing in the party upstate You weren't bothered by the look on my face you said And I had the motor and the moment to spare So I said Annie I care, can I take you to the picture show If I try my best to move slow And I was standing in a dark room With the blood coming out of my eyes And the man with a thought like boy you better come inside 'Cause twenty's too young back home But she's tired of sleeping alone Yeah, I picked up the bags And I called a cab To the house with the busted door We're in a dumb state for twenty-five days But you didn't stay a minute more Leaving Casanova scrathed all over Bleeding on the bathroom floor Saying it's a long way back to Oklahoma from New York Yeah, hush a little already Get up and fight it If love's the only weapon you got Then let 'em know that you'll die by it And if she cries out Baby I could die now Waiting for the ride down Wake me up when your facing the lively He takes a minute and tells her opportunity He says you know me To backtrack and catch what he missed Yeah, and it's a pretty bad burden to bear But she's tough enough to not care Yeah, a toast to the guy Who's been tipping my eyes Ripping out a guy that she knows She says I've tried forgiveness But forgiveness is one hell of a drug But I'm goddamm depleted and I won't stop bleeding I'm kicking up just the floor And it's a long way back to Oklahoma from New York Yeah, I picked up the bags And I called a cab To the house with the busted door We're in a dumb state for twenty-five days But you didn't stay a minute more Leaving Casanova scratched all over Bleeding on the bathroom floor Saying it's a long way back to Oklahoma from New York Yeah it's a long way back to Oklahoma from New York Yeah it's a long way back to Oklahoma from New York
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