Clean Getaway
Long brown hair Straight ahead gray stare And tattooed arms Meet me in Los Angeles Come for breakfast And bring your guitar There you can lie to me Till I believe you Stay for awhile But when you leave You'll make a clean getaway Your songs about my life Cut me like a sharp knife It's so bizarre Meet me in Atlanta If you won't or can't I'll come to where you are There you can lie to me Till I believe you Stay for awhile But when you leave You'll make a clean getaway Yeah you can lie to me Till I believe you Stay for awhile But when you leave You won't leave nothin, no souvenirs Just a note that says I'm so sorry dear Clean getaway... © Mimi Cross |