Lost on Hwy 39

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Adolescents - Rock

Lost on Hwy 39

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She looked at me like she was a kitten with a whip in a sandbox Forward thinking, strutting' slinking with her claws out She asked me if I was high I didn't answer If she couldn't figure it out' well I guess it doesn't matter I locked onto her eyes real tight like a cross-hair radar Brown-green sparkling moonshine in the drive-in starlight But to her I was just another Southside stoner Just another mischief-maker from Hobo Junction Well' I saw God at the drive-in movie I saw God at the picture show Life is so easy in the backseat of a Chevy Life is so complicated when the credits go up Lost on Highway 39 Outta my mind (x3) On highway 39 (x2) I climbed into the trunk, we drove past her mom's house Snuck in through the backdoor quiet as a mouse She asked, "Do you love me?" I didn't answer If she couldn't figure it out' well I guess it doesn't matter Outta my mind (x3) On highway 39 (x2)

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Credits

Writers
  • Dan Root
  • Anthony Brandenburg