Jenny slipped me two hits of
ecstasy and I'm still trippin'
I sniffed a little cocaine off her key
Galena, a couple hours from
And the oil winds are dancin' out at sea
So I said, turn up the long gas line
And I'll get you home sometime
The night's not over till tomorrow comes a
but she won't miss me when I'm gone
So let's light another smoke
Then we can waste another hour in
And I'm so high, darling,
I forgot the way back down
So I said, turn up the longest line
And I'll get you home sometime
Till tomorrow comes a -rollin'
It's be a hundred miles away
And my rear -view mirror,
Passing rain caught dark and stale,
my hands wide upon the wheel
And I say my prayers to that
And I said turn up the longest line
And hand me the answer time
Well tonight's not over till tomor
Well if it's almost three a .m.
One more bum won't kill us then
Till tomorrow comes a -rollin' by
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