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The Tragically Hip
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Locked In The Trunk Of A Car
Lyricist:Robert Baker, Gord Downie, John Fay, Paul Langlois, Gordon Sinclair
They don't know how old I am They found amour in my belly From the 16th century, conquistador, I think
They don't know how old I am They found amour in my belly Passion out of machine revving tension Lashing out at machine revving tension Brushing by the machine revving tension
Morning broke out the backside of a truck stop The end of a line, a real rainbow likening luck stop Where you could say I became chronologically fucked up Put ten bucks in just to get the tank topped off
Then I found a place, it's dark and it's rotted It's a cool, sweet kinda place where the coppers won't spot it Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And I destroyed the map, I even thought I forgot it However, everyday I'm dumping the body
Better for us if you don't understand Even better for me if you don't understand
And I found a place, it's dark and it's rotted It's a cool, sweet kinda place where the coppers won't spot it And I destroyed the map that I carefully dotted However everyday I'm dumping the body
It'd be better for us if you don't understand It'd be better for us if you don't understand Even better for me if you don't understand
Let me out, let me out, let me out Let me out, let me out, let me out
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