Back On The Streets by Junkyard
Whooaa Yeah!
Don't ask me why I go out and drink my life to ruins
It seems to me I met you in a bar, and that's exactly what I was doing
What made you think you can change my ways? What made you even try?
It seems to me that you just can't see, a good thing slipping by.
And I don't know where I'm going to go
I won't be back here again
It's been nice, but I can't afford the price, now I'm back
Back on the streets again
Do you remember when we first met; my address was just a license plate
You took me in made me feeling home, but never played it straight
And all you wanna do is give me hell, Lord, about the way I act
I've seen it before so I'm out the door, with just my car and the clothes on my back.
And I don't know where I'm going to go
I won't be back here again
Its been nice, but I can't afford the price, now I'm back
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