Edith Grove - Your '63 Lincoln lyrics

Where do the trains slow down in Albuquerque? That's the fastest way for me to get out of town I got into some trouble down on Central Ave. And I don't think the cops want me around Now you know I would've drove up in my '98 Cadillac If it hadn't been impounded in Kansas City No I swear I wasn't drinking I swear I wasn't drugging I was just feeling high Thinking about seeing you I thought you'd have coffee ready and grits on the table Instead of some other woman in your rocking chair naked Oh lord, it's no wonder I'm back to my bad old ways CHORUS Yeah, you drove me back to unsettled thinking I'm gonna hot wire your '63 Lincoln Drive it down to Mexico And sell it for a song, do do do For a song, do do do, For a song, Sell it for a song Now I think my mind's eye needs new gla**es Cuz I keep thinking things that don't really happen Like I thought you'd be so f**ing glad to see me Instead you board up your windows and call the PD Now I've got men in three other states That know how important it is to treat me better I know how you loved that big old car But since you crossed me, baby You can love it from afar I thought you'd have coffee ready and grits on the table Instead of some other woman in your rocking chair naked Oh lord, it's no wonder I'm back to my bad old ways CHORUS