Treaty Of Paris - Colleen lyrics

Colleen, now that you're eighteen You think you've got it figured out But you can't help feeling caught Somewhere in between How to glue together pieces of your daydream schemes Keep them all from falling apart It's not as hard as it seems You can run away to Mexico Join a caravan of banditos Hit the skids and call it home You can make a mess but can you make it on your own Colleen, the outcast rebel queen I know you just can't help yourself It's not your fault No one likes a know it all So take it from me Tonight nobody tells you what you need You've got to learn it on your own It's the only way you're gonna know anything You can run away to Mexico Join a caravan of banditos Hit the skids and call it home You dig a grave or pan for gold The hours are pretty flexible Drop off the grid, say adios You can make a mess but can you make it on your own Colleen may be the right Looks to remember the time When a deadly senorita Terrorized the unsuspecting countryside Colleen, no one rides for free Long roads go on Good times will always feel too short At least there's always plenty more to see You can run away to Mexico Join a caravan of banditos Hit the skids and call it home You dig a grave or pan for gold The hours are pretty flexible Drop off the grid, say adios You can make a mess but can you make it on your own You can make a mess but can you make it on your own On your own