Stax

You ride with the top down And all the boys stare With the scent of a magazine And your wind-blown hair And i coulda tried to get deeper inside But i sat there alone And i slowly got fried Hope it's only pretend That is only the end I've got piles of old pictures Got your clothes on my racks You can keep most of the records Leave me the Mowtown and the Stax Leave me the Mowtown and the Stax I broke down in Grimsby And i missed you so bad I felt like a fifth wheel I smile when i'm sad And all of the whiskey in the world couldn't stop My heart from beating I was spun like a top Hope it's only pretend That is only the end I've got piles of old pictures Got your clothes on my racks You can keep most of the records Leave me the Mowtown and the Stax Leave me the Mowtown and the Stax Screw these damn cell phones Give me cancer in my head And this genetic chicken Makes me feel like i'm dead We could argue for hours And miles in the night Until i just pass out In the flourescent light Hope it's only pretend That is only the end I've got piles of old pictures Got your clothes on my racks You can keep most of the records Leave me the Mowtown and the Stax Leave me the Mowtown and the Stax I've got piles of old memories Of you and me down by the tracks You can keep most of the records Leave me the Motown and the Stax Leave me the Motown and the Stax