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Hangin' Up (vocal) EXPLICIT

Chuckanut Drive

Well I'm burned out
Left my last match on the roadside
And I'm washed out
Living in black and white
And I'm dried up
Bottled piled up in the back seat
Got your picture
Taped to the dash to remind me
And you want me, yea you want me
From a thousand mile away
So you call me yea you call me
well darling I've got nothing to say
I'm hanging up
I'm hanging up now
I'm hanging up now child
Because baby you don't know how
Well I'm restless
There's nothing on the AM that moved me
And the floorboards rattle
Every time I slide into fifth speed
You're a sweet girl
I'll try to make it home by Sunday
Don't talk bad
I know that you're mad
Can't you tell that I'm in a bad way
And you're waiting, yea you're waiting
Like a Junebug waits for May
So you call me, yea you call me
Well darling I've got nothing to say
I'm hanging up
I'm hanging up now
I'm hanging up now child
Because baby you don't know how
Well I'm wound up
Tighter than a guitar string
And your mamas voice
is making my eardrums ring
And your daddy
He sure was right about me
And your brother
He's an asshole
You can tell him that you heard it from me
And you want me, yea you want me
From a thousand mile away
So you call me yea you call me
well darling I've got nothing to say
I'm hanging up
I'm hanging up now
I'm hanging up now child
Because baby you don't know how
I'm hanging up
I'm hanging up
I'm hanging up

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