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Sunset Sons – On The Road lyrics
Smell of smoke, perfume, whisky, and wine
Another drink down now I'm leaving blind
Photo flash starts to echo my brain
I love the way the girls call my name
Hear the brakes screech as we pull up to
A nice little bar that's filled with a few
My hand gets pulled right straight through the crowd
Ah ha well I'll tell you now
Baby I'll be on the road
Honey I ain't coming home
Honey I ain't coming home
I'm gonna be on the road
Honey I ain't coming home
Baby don't call my phone
Ain't come home
Ain't come home
I'm gonna be on the road
Another late morning I'm feeling bad
This toothpaste stain is driving me mad
Pick up my bag run straight for the door
Forgot to get the girl on the floor
Laugh and cries as I enter in
The four wheel motor filled with a grin
Stories and jokes go right through the car
Ah ha well I'm going far
Baby I'll be on the road
Honey I ain't coming home
Honey I ain't coming home
I'm gonna be on the road
Honey I ain't coming home
Baby don't call my phone
Ain't come home
Ain't come home
I'm gonna be on the road
I'm gonna be on the road
I'm gonna be on the road
I'm gonna be on the road
I'm gonna be on the road
I'm gonna be on the road
Honey I ain't coming home
Baby don't call my phone
Ain't come home
Ain't come home
Another drink down now I'm leaving blind
Photo flash starts to echo my brain
I love the way the girls call my name
Hear the brakes screech as we pull up to
A nice little bar that's filled with a few
My hand gets pulled right straight through the crowd
Ah ha well I'll tell you now
Baby I'll be on the road
Honey I ain't coming home
Honey I ain't coming home
I'm gonna be on the road
Honey I ain't coming home
Baby don't call my phone
Ain't come home
Ain't come home
I'm gonna be on the road
Another late morning I'm feeling bad
This toothpaste stain is driving me mad
Pick up my bag run straight for the door
Forgot to get the girl on the floor
Laugh and cries as I enter in
The four wheel motor filled with a grin
Stories and jokes go right through the car
Ah ha well I'm going far
Baby I'll be on the road
Honey I ain't coming home
Honey I ain't coming home
I'm gonna be on the road
Honey I ain't coming home
Baby don't call my phone
Ain't come home
Ain't come home
I'm gonna be on the road
I'm gonna be on the road
I'm gonna be on the road
I'm gonna be on the road
I'm gonna be on the road
I'm gonna be on the road
Honey I ain't coming home
Baby don't call my phone
Ain't come home
Ain't come home
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