Ike Reilly - Duty Free lyrics

There are some lines That can't be crossed But sometimes Those lines get lost Should I stay Or should I cross? I was crippled When you were faithful I was wasted Do you need anything from duty free? I gotta get out of this endless day Do you need anything from duty free? I gotta get out of the US... Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh ...A Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh ...A Kicking in gifts To the trickers and treaters k** 'em with kindness And gifts for the needy Brinkman and Lloyd's Are all drinking from toilets Sit on your gla**es While your money gets moist Hide all the luggage You better hide it from trouble Smells like the 40's Like Europe and rubble The locals don't know you They're the ones you want love from Comforts or cots? Let me check—yeah, I got one Do you need anything from duty free? I gotta get out of this endless day Do you need anything from duty free? I gotta get out of the US... Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh ...A Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh ...A If I could, I would change my name And get a girl and jump a plane I overheard them say They want to rearrange their faces And blow out their brains I was strange while I was wasted Do you need anything from duty free? I gotta get out of this endless day Do you need anything from duty free? I gotta get out of the US... Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh ...A Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh ...A Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh, eh eh Eh eh, eh eh, eh eh ...A I gotta get out of the USA