Daddy Don't Live In That New York City No More
New Mexico
But we was driving by way too fast to know
We got to the place on a high speed chase there was a girlie in the corner with
a plastic face
Then she disappeared without a trace
I said without a trace
Now we're kickin back and we're sippin beers and there's a man telling stories
about his inner fears
We was all choked up and too close to tears
Well then we moved on up to some margaritas and we started makin faces at the
senoritas
Playing drinking games but they
Be Sweet
(Dulli/McCollum)
Ladies, let me tell you about myself
I got a dick for a brain
And my brain is gonna sell my ass to you
Now I'm OK, but in time I'll find I'm stuck
'Cause she wants love, and I still want to fuck
Now that I'm ashamed, it burns
But the weight is off
Now that you're out of the way
I turn and I can walk
You showed no sympathy, my love
And this was no place for you and me to walk alone
On my grave, am I OK?
I'm sure I'm not
Ladies let me tell you about my love
She kept giving me more
But it wasn't enough
So understand
Now that I come to you
To understand my little self
To understand my little self
And baby you be sweet