Why Ya Gotta Go Out Like That – The Cadillac Three
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I was drinkin’ whiskey, you was drinkin’ red Drinkin’ like that, you know how the night’ll end, shit Screen door slams, brown eyed stare Boots hit the porch, middle finger in the air Go and ring the bell, aw, it’s on again Here we go
Why ya gotta go out like that? Breakin’ bottles, callin’ cabs Them four letter words on the tip of your tongue Flying like bullets from a lipstick gun Well, we should have just kicked back and rolled the buzz Drank it all away until the sun came up Made a little love when we hit the sack Baby, why ya gotta go out like that?
Now I’m sittin’ out here just smokin’ on a cigarette, yeah Thinkin’ there’s maybe, baby, somethin’ that I coulda, woulda, shoulda said (I love you, that’s right) To stop that screen door slam, brown eyed stare Boots hit the porch, middle finger in the air
Well, why ya gotta go out like that? Breakin’ bottles, callin’ cabs Them four letter words on the tip of your tongue Flying like bullets from a lipstick gun Well, we should have just kicked back and rolled the buzz Drank it all away until the sun came up Made a little love when we hit the sack Baby, why ya gotta go out like that?
I said some things, yeah Ah, baby
Why ya gotta go out like that? Breakin’ bottles, callin’ cabs Them four letter words on the tip of your tongue Flying like bullets from a lipstick gun Well, we should have just kicked back and rolled the buzz Drank it all away until the sun came up Made a little love when we hit the sack Baby, why ya gotta go out like that?
(Bye-bye, yeah) Damn (See you in the morning) That’s a barn burner, ouch (I’ll be on the couch Burning cigarettes Whiskey bottles, oops Tom Petty cassette tapes, my bad Tom Petty cassette tapes Hungover, hungover I’m sorry, I’m sorry)