Lyrics Edwin McCain – Get Out Of This Town
Text:
It’s time to get out of this town
There’s no more fun to be found
I’m rolling thunder with the top down
It’s time to get out, get out, get out
Crescent City high-life
Dancing with the devil’s wife
Just like some voodoo dream
Living on 4th and Magazine
A black rose and a chicken bone
I don’t know if I’ll make it home
Another night at Snake and Jakes
Just a little more than I can take
It’s time to get out of this town
There’s no more fun to be found
I’m rolling thunder with the top down
It’s time to get out, get out, get out
It’s time to get out of this town
There’s no more fun to be found
I’m rolling thunder with the top down
It’s time to get out, get out, get out
Lear jets and limousines
Found my way to the Vegas scene
Hit hard on a sixteen
The pit boss is getting mean
Just waiting on my car
Rolling like the Junkyard
Three days and some big scars
That’s what it takes to be a rock star
It’s time to get out of this town
There’s no more fun to be found
It’s time to get out, get out, get out
It’s time to get out of this town
There’s no more fun to be found
I’m rolling thunder with the top down
It’s time to get out, get out, get out
I’m falling down
I’m falling down
It’s time to get out of this town
There’s no more fun to be found
I’m rolling thunder with the top down
It’s time to get out, get out, get out
Album
Edwin McCain – Edwin McCain - Far From Over
