Testo Marry Me Driveby Truckers
All my friends are restless, all they do is talk it down,
two or eight lanes, it donæ° matter, itæ¯ just another town.
Thereæ¯ a fool on every corner, on every street, in every one
and Iæ rather be your fool nowhere than go somewhere and be no one's
So Marry Me, Sweet Thing wonæ° you Marry Me
Your Mama thinks I beat anything sheæ¯ ever seen.
This old townæ¯ alright with me, thereæ¯ nowhere Iæ rather be.
Long as they stay mad at one another, they canæ° get mad at me
Every time I leave here something bad happens to me
Like a busted hand or finding some man laying where I sleep
She donæ° mean nothing to me, thatæ¯ just how it goes round here
Itæ¯ a cartoon town, I play my part, and I ainæ° spoke her name in years
So Marry Me.........
I donæ° want anything I done to be nobodyæ¯ fault
even if they got more money and mouth than they got balls.
Thatæ¯ just how it went down, right or wrong, itæ¯ just that way.
Just cause I donæ° run my mouth donæ° mean I got nothing to say....
Marry Me.........