Going To Town (Remastered)

The Afghan Whigs

Lover mine
Get your coat and come outside
I want to take you for a ride
On into townLover fair
We'll be looking sharp, I swear
I want them all to stop and stare
When we take 'em downGo to town, burn it down, turn around
And get your stroll on, baby
I'll get the car
You get the matchAnd gasoline
And as we ride
Away into the countryside
I feel as though I must confideThere is a cost
When you say
Now we got Hell to pay
Don't worry, baby, that's okayI know the boss

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