40 Oz. To Freedom

You've got your hair permed You've got your red dress on Screamin' that second gear was such a turn on And the fog forming on my window tells me that the morning's here And you'll be gone before too long Who taught you those new tricks? Damn I shouldn't start that talk, But life is one big question when your starin' at the clock And the answers always waiting at the liquor store, forty ounce to freedom So I take that walk And I know that oh, I'm not comin' back Oh not going back Oh God knows not going back Oh not goin' And you look so fine, when you lie, it just don't show, But I know which way the wind blows A forty ounce to freedom is the only chance I have to feel good Even though I feel bad And I know that, oh, I'm not goin' back Oh not going back Oh God knows I'm not going back Ohh Oh, I'm not goin' back Oh not going back Oh God knows I'm not going back Ohh --- 40 Oz. to Freedom - Sublime