Old 97's Bottle Rocket Baby
I've been livin' on a bar stool, laughin' 'bout the war
Dallas is a woman I don't know anymore
She held me down on the hardwood floor
Last thing I remember, I was walkin' out the door
Unemployed, downtown, working on a buzz
All my high class friends are hidin' out from the fuzz
I got a resume of what never was
The good time rolls, it always does
I'm a bottle rocket baby
I'll burn your fingers and I'll make you cry
I'm a bottle rocket baby
I'm a bottle rocket baby
So you better say goodbye
I've been living in a graveyard, lookin' for a light
Diggin' the vibe, stayin' up all night
I got the blood sucker blues but I can't get a bite
I don't know why everybody's so uptight
Dirt weed daydream [?]
All my high class friends are stayin' low all day
It's safe to say we're in a real bad way
Momma used to try, now all she does it pray
I'm a bottle rocket baby
I'll burn your fingers and I'll make you cry
I'm a bottle rocket baby
I'm a bottle rocket baby
So you better say goodbye
Kerosene, dynamite, midnight run
My friend Robert, well he's a sun of a gun
And if I get locked up for havin' too much fun
Well, he'll bail me out 'bout quarter to one
Yeah, he'll set me free
If I pay his fee
It don't matter hwat I'd done
Yeah, I'm a bottle rocket baby
I'll burn your fingers and I'll make you cry
I'm a bottle rocket baby
I'm a bottle rocket baby
So you better say goodbye
I'm a bottle rocket baby
So you better say goodbye
I'm a bottle rocket baby
So you better say goodbye
