Karl - Spokane Lyrics
Karl - Spokane Lyrics
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I'm headed down tobacco road
A couple dollars in my pocket
Heard a little birdy said
No one comes around no more
Eventually we're all red
White over carpet
Take your deposit
Clean out your wallets
I'm taking everything you need
This is a robbery
Don't move a muscle
Don't shoot don't shoot no
Nobody comes around no more
Nobody comes around no more
Nobody comes around no more
No one comes around no more
Speeding down the freeway
Going way past 90
Gas runnin' low though
Wrong time for a photo
I'm headed down tobacco road
A couple dollars in my pocket
Heard a little birdy said
No one comes around no more
I'm headed down tobacco road
A couple dollars in my pocket
Heard a little birdy said
No one comes around no more
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I'm headed down tobacco road
A couple dollars in my pocket
Heard a little birdy said
No one comes around no more
Eventually we're all red
White over carpet
Take your deposit
Clean out your wallets
I'm taking everything you need
This is a robbery
Don't move a muscle
Don't shoot don't shoot no
Nobody comes around no more
Nobody comes around no more
Nobody comes around no more
No one comes around no more
Speeding down the freeway
Going way past 90
Gas runnin' low though
Wrong time for a photo
I'm headed down tobacco road
A couple dollars in my pocket
Heard a little birdy said
No one comes around no more
I'm headed down tobacco road
A couple dollars in my pocket
Heard a little birdy said
No one comes around no more
A couple dollars in my pocket
Heard a little birdy said
No one comes around no more
Eventually we're all red
White over carpet
Take your deposit
Clean out your wallets
I'm taking everything you need
This is a robbery
Don't move a muscle
Don't shoot don't shoot no
Nobody comes around no more
Nobody comes around no more
Nobody comes around no more
No one comes around no more
Speeding down the freeway
Going way past 90
Gas runnin' low though
Wrong time for a photo
I'm headed down tobacco road
A couple dollars in my pocket
Heard a little birdy said
No one comes around no more
I'm headed down tobacco road
A couple dollars in my pocket
Heard a little birdy said
No one comes around no more
Writer: Karl Keyes
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