Coupe De Ville

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I sold my soul for a Coupe de ville
 Saved up all my money and my dollar bills
 But a red neck suffragette, trash talking train wreck, took off with my wheels and my honky tonk shoes
 I followed her down to the penny arcade
 A misleading masquerade
 Bit the psychotic, neurotic, dirty dancing woman pulled me in a tug of war but I had to let go
 I bit my tongue and I swallowed my pride
 The crimson dynamo took me for a ride
 But the law breaking drug taking god forsaken girl's shaking
 Crocodile tears won't wash with me
 She brought me back my auto mobile
 She gave me the keys and I grabbed the wheel
 But the blood-sucking, nun-chucking prima donna if you wanna
 Told me not to pick a fight that you're gonna lose.
 Low life honey pie
 Sweet as lemon cold as ice
 Love struck for a ride
 Dump truck on the side
 Blonde hair evil eyes
 Pick your pocket on the sly
 Quick fix, nip and tuck
 Supersonic pick me up
 Red neck suffragette
 Trash talking train wreck
 One shade short of crazy
 With a copy of the evening news

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Song Details

Duration
02:57
Key
7
Tempo
110 BPM

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