I come from a place
Where every name
And every place
Seem so familiar In came this progress
In her black dress
Look at the mess
She is a k**er Much like you and I
And every case that's made
There has to be a traitor It's me this time
And I'm trading fun for right
Will I regret the notion later? Geraldine's the name that comes to mind
When I go back to reminiscing
Abilene's a woman for my childhood
I spent the evenings kissing I'm a fool for treating her alive
And loving something cold and rocky
The h*mophobic gentlemen
They'll barricade but their efforts couldn't stop me In came this progress
In her black dress
Look at the mess
She is a k**er In came this progress
In her black dress
Look at the mess
She is a k**er In came this progress
In her black dress
Look at the mess
She is a k**er Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh