trudy and dave |
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Whatever you don't follow that shot, |
she rang those words out with all
she
got |
With a baby and the laundry in the Chevrolet, |
Well he thought about
following
anyway |
But
he drove 'em to the strip mall laundromat, |
In
his three day beard and his red man hat |
Trudy
washed their bell bottom jeans, e |
while that baby just sat ther
lookin'
mean |
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CHORUS: |
Trudy
and Dave |
They're
out of their minds |
Trudy
and Dave |
They're
out of their minds |
|
Well
David put a match to a Lucky Strike |
And
the smoke curled up 'round his head how he liked, |
It
made him feel a little mysterious |
'Til
Trudy said "David honey, what about us?" |
|
So
he thought about them and those shots ringing out |
And
other things he shouldn't be thinking about |
Like
how it wasn't them at all, just life that was mean |
And
how a twenty dollar pistol made him feel so clean |
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REPEAT
CHORUS |
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Didn't
mean to do it baby, but I did it for love |
The
same shot his Daddy heard before him |
A
shot that can really blow you away |
And
when it is fired his mama told him |
"David,
you'll follow it to your grave" |
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Well
Trudy and Dave, those crazy kids |
Had
a baby of their own and you heard what they did |
In
the middle of a strip mall shots rang out |
Shots
heard all over the world no doubt |
|
'Cause
it was there in the paper the very next day |
'Bout
a couple and a baby and a Chevrolet |
Who
shot up an automatic teller machine |
Took
the money for the laundry and drove away clean |
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REPEAT
CHORUS |