mustang kids
Singer:day, zella
rolling over hills and the roundabouts
playing for the girls in the back seats
rolling over hills and the roundabouts
sweeter than your baby face
small-town gang got nothing to do
we got big-city plans but it always rains
and the sheriff is a crook and knows me by name
i said mama was insane and daddy was a criminal
i grew up in a trailer with a dream of fucking centerfolds
now i'm making money experimenting with chemicals
the fact i'm still alive is why i still believe in miracles
rolling over hills and the roundabouts
playing for the girls in the back seats
rolling over hills and the roundabouts
sweeter than your baby face
small-town gang yeah we get so bored
that i stole a shotgun and robbed a liquor store
we're running these streets
only doing what we want and don't take no shit
i might seem wild but mama raised a gentleman
no telling who i would have been
now you're a king or a boxer in a ring
but i'm just me so i sing
i've been hearing all these things about you
creepin' into all the things that i do
i've been hearing all these things about you
rolling over hills and the roundabouts
playing for the girls in the back seats
rolling over hills and the roundabouts
sweeter than your baby face