Suburban and Coke - The Civic
Still drinking, on the walk home, we’ll take the back streets where the cops don’t go,
And I’ll sing all the sad songs, all the old songs my young punk friends don’t know,
She doesn’t even like me and I know because she said so,
Still drinking, on the walk home, we’ll take the back streets where the cops don’t go,
And I’ll sing all the sad songs, all the old songs my young punk friends don’t know,
She doesn’t even like me and I know because she said so,
She doesn’t even like me and I know because she said so,
I lost my keys, I’ll trace my steps, back to the civic where I left my dignity, my self respect and half a pint of Coopers Red,
She doesn’t even like me and I know because she said so,
She doesn’t even like me and I know because she said so.
