Handcuffed to a Fence in Mississippi

I'm handcuffed to a fence in Mississippi
 My boyfriend blows a boozy goodbye kiss
 I see flying squirrels and nightmares of stigmata
 Then awakening to find my Trans-Am gone
 Still I'm feeling pretty good about the future
 Oh everything is peaches but the cream
 I'm handcuffed to a fence in Mississippi
 Where things is always better than they seem
 Things is always better than they seem
 Things is always better than they seem
 I see the guitar that my sister played in prison
 Floating with the TV in the swimming pool
 I'm calling for the owner of the motel
 And then noticing the bloodstain on the door
 I'm reachin' for my high heels 'neath the bushes
 Uh just in time to hear the sirens sing
 I'm handcuffed to a fence in Mississippi
 Where things is always better than they seem
 Things is always better than they seem
 Things is always better than they seem
 My go-go boots are missing
 My go-go boots are missing
 I guess I won't be kissing
 The boy
 Who loved those boots
 You know freedom's just a stupid superstition
 'Cause life's a highway that you travel blind
 It's true that having fun's a terminal addiction
 What good is happiness when it's just a state of mind
 For in the prison of perpetual emotion
 We're all shackled to the millstone of our dreams
 Me I'm handcuffed to a fence in Mississippi
 Where things are always better than they seem
 Things is always better than they seem
 Things is always better than they seem
 I'm feeling pretty good about the future