I'm lying in the backseat of my brokendown Chevrolet Well I lost it all in one blackout night and my baby just walked away I'm out oh cash, once again I'm out of luck Yeah I'm a dead and cruiser, gotta pay my dues I sold my soul for a buck Gotta hang on tight, the radio is playing a really sick song
Chorus: Back off, get lost No more sweat, blood or tears for you Don't wanna see your ugly face Back off, get lost I sing that outlaw lovesong But not for you so stay away
I'm looking back, I'm thinking about the good times that I've had I had that girl wrapped around my arm, baby that wasn't bad Cool tattoes, rock'n'roll weekend fools Chevy, crome, the sick boys ruled, neverending dead end cruise The countrymoon shines, the radio is playing a really sad song Chorus: Back off, get lost No more sweat blood or tears for you Don't wanna see your ugly face Back off, get lost I sing that outlaw lovesong But not for you so stay away
I'm heading for losers universe, I just can't get it right I'm still out of money, I'm still out of cash Yet another blackout night Losing time, Roswell time alright I'm dead end cruiser I'm the king of fools Gonna end up doing time Gotta hang on tight, the radio is playing a really bad song
Back off, get lost No more sweat blood or tears for you Don't wanna see your ugly face Back off, get lost I sing that outlaw lovesong But not for you so stay away