Yeti - Don't Go Back To The One You Love lyrics

Turn the lights out, shut the window* Burn your old clothes - don't use the telephone Steal the next car, drive to Mexico Back on the outskirts, past the meadow This Honda van will take you to anywhere: It's lower middle-cla**, but it'll drive you fast The sirens cried when we saw them come So we stand here stuck on the border Its far from hell, yet so close too America Don't go back, back to the one you love: There'll be trouble don't go back to the one you love Girl in the next room, called the doctor Doctor called the cops and the family It's hard for a young man to hear his mother cry She's sitting on the porch Waiting for the mailman to arrive Three lines, tucked in a letter Words so violent almost left me blind If you go back, back to the one you love There'll trouble don't go back to the one you love If Loretta arrives tomorrow Would you tell her about this song? So you stole a little money But then you had to get caught And now you have to spend your whole life trying to escape from the law The Busies and the Dibbles are heading round the block You're looking down the window and you can't resist to draw You stole a little money, and now you lost it all What remains is just the same as what remains in the song There's a nomad in my Mustang, trying to run away from the enemy On my last stand like a little man, standing face to face with the enemy There's a nomad in my Mustang, trying to run away from the enemy On my last stand like a little man, standing face to face with the enemy