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