Larry Taylor - Goin' Out West lyrics

Well I'm going out west Where the wind blows tall Because Tony Franciosa Used to date my ma They got some money out there They're giving it away I'm gonna do what I want And I'm gonna get paid Do what I want And I'm gonna get paid Little brown sausages Lying in the sand I ain't no extra baby I'm a leading man Well, my parole officer Will be proud of me With my Olds 88 And the devil on a leash I know karate, Voodoo too I'm gonna make myself available to you I don't need no make up I got real scars I got hair on my chest I look good without a shirt Well I don't lose my composure In a high speed chase Well my friends think I'm ugly I got a masculine face I got some dragstrip courage I can really drive a bed I'm gonna change my name to Hannibal Or maybe just Rex I know karate, Voodoo too I'm gonna make myself available to you I don't need no make up I got real scars I got hair on my chest I look good without a shirt I'm gonna drive all night Take some speed I'm gonna wait for the sun To shine down on me I cut a hole in my roof The shape of a heart And I'm goin' out west Where they'll appreciate me Going out west Going out west