Raising Hell

I was holed up In my Father's Coupe De Ville She was waiting Always dressed to kill My shakin' bones turned to stone I was running out of time I was chainsmoking To ease my worried mind Let's go back to the way It was when we started Blood on our face Girls broken hearted One night stands that lasted all summer long We're just raising hell It was over Before it all began Never sober Just three sheets to the wind We got home, we got stoned And lost all track of time She was chainsmoking She was running through my mind Let's go back to the way It was when we started Blood on our face Girls broken hearted One night stands that lasted all summer long With my last twenty bucks To cover the weekend Rent got blown On smoking and drinkin' Homemade wine and moonshine From Granddad's still We're just raising hell