Americana Lyrics

My hands on the ceilin'

I got no feelins

Guess i need some healin'

I wanna ride

Go to the movies

I hop inside

You know i can't hide

And i wanna be with youbut i cry

You but i cry

I wanna ride

Oh i wanna ride

Uh, drinking 1942

You know that im breaking the rules

I think my eyes turnin blue

You stuck to me like some glue you

Her skin is chocolate like yoo-hoo

Drinking 1942

Riding around in my red coupe

Riding around in my coupe

Riding around in my coupe

I dont need nobody else

Long as i got me some blues

I'm shuckin and jivin' shuckin and jiving'

You got me shuckin and jivin'

Baby you know that i'm hiding, know that im hiding

I wanna leave, I'm sick of you

I know you for me, know you for me

I live a life i made bad decisions

I never listened, I never listened- shuckin and jiving'

Just for a meal

Go to the kitchen- go do a deal

I need some rocks, hand me down socks

I got a rock, i lost my teeth

I lost my teeth, but i got high

But i got high

Way past the sky, I'm way past the sky

Way past the sky

Crackie might die

Crackie might die

Crackie might die

He said "i'm doing fine"

I'm doing fine, I'm doing fine