40oz to freedom

You've got your hair permed
you've got your red dress on
screamin’ how second gear was such a turn on
And the fog forming on my window tells me that the morning's here
And you'll be gone before too long
Who taught you those new tricks?
Damn I should'nt start that talk
But life is onw big question when your starin at the clock
and the answers always waiting at the liqour store
40 ounces to freedom so I take that walk
And I know that ...I'm not going back
Ohh I’m not going back God knows I’m not going back
You look so fine when you lie it just don't show
But I know which way the wind blows
a 40 oz to freedom is the only chance I have
to feel good even though I feel bad
And I know that ...I'm not going back
Ohh I’m not going back
God knows I'm not going back
God knows I'm not going back