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Room #5 I've got a new credit card You've got a map of the world I've got a serious longing that will make your toes curl I've got a used Pontiac Got my suitcase all packed I brought my heels, my bikini and a big sleeping bag And there's no guarantee No guarantee No guarantee Except for some fun I want a shot in my tea I want your hand on my knee I want some Haggard on the radio loud as can be I want to drive a bit more Then slide you up by the door Take a long kissing break till my mouth is sore 'Cause there's no guarantee No guarantee No guarantee Except for some fun bridge: Drive right into nowhere Where we can't be seen Roll down all the windows And scream Baby I feel like hell Let's find a motel I had way too much fun I'm not feeling so well We can hole up on bed Sleep till they think we're dead Then hop back in the car and start up again And there's no guarantee No guarantee No guarantee Except for some fun |
© Susan Anders/Some Shiny Songs (ASCAP)
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