I just need the phone Got my bags and my tags I m driving home You say I m meaner I know I m bled So you hold your tongue and I ll hold my head Stealing home I don t need more rest I just need a light What a messlet me guess I ll be allright Look at this party I ll get them fed Then you hold your gun And I ll go to bed Stealing home Doesn it bother you? You know that it s true That I just can t take you anywhere Anyway Empty out your desk I ll see you outside İs she stuck? Pick her upgive her a ride I took all the quarters Paid off some debt We bent all the corners Just before we left Stealing home

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