Galaxie

Is this the place that I want to be?
Is it you I wanna see?
Holding on, hold it high, show me everything

And you're leaving me
Yeah, you're leaving me
You're leaving me with a hated identity

But I keep on a-comin' here
I'm standing in this state
And I'm never really sure
If you'll take what I'm saying the right way

But I'm not appalled or afraid, verbal pocket play
Is as discreet as I can muster up to be
Because the Cadillac that's sittin' in the back, it isn't me
Oh, no, no, no, it isn't me
I'm more at home in my Galaxie
Oh, yeah

Can I do the things I wanna do
That I don't do because of you?
And I'll take a left and I'll second guess into a total mess

And you're leaving me, yeah, you're leaving me
You're leaving me with a hated identity

But I keep on a-comin' here
I'm standing in this state
And I'm always reassured
The situation's getting carried away

But I'm not appalled or afraid, verbal pocket play
Is as discreet as I can muster up to be
Because the Cadillac that's sittin' in the back, it isn't me
Oh, no, no, no, it isn't me
Oh, no, no, no, it isn't me

No, it isn't me, no it isn't me, no it isn't me
Oh no, it isn't me, no, it isn't me in my Galaxie

Listen, man, I got the window up near the cats
Listen, now listen