Back To The Drive (First Version) - Suzi Quatro

You were last on my list. I've been throwing fits about following up with what we started. Every few weeks or so I'm freaking out. Throw my fist to the top of my car, Screaming to God, Telling him what I think he knows nothing about. It feels nice to grab a hammer to the brick wall in my mind. So darling, I suppose that's why I'm back again this time. Cause I don't wanna make you angry. I don't need a reason to tell you so. I don't wanna fail my family. I'm avoiding disappointment. 'Cause I don't wanna see that movie. I don't wanna watch that video. I know the scene ain't pretty-- Things I believe. You were first to the feast. I've been waiting weeks, 'Cause I've been talking in my sleep. And every few years or so I flip my shit 'Cause I can't find the means to quit. So darling, I suppose that's it. Darling, I suppose that's it. So, potion and light for atonement. Go on, try to get by in the moment. Is it the pace of the fog that you're facing now, Or is it part of your sight that's the culprit? I was in love with a modern day Maia, On call for a plundering prize at the pulpit. I know if I was in medicine I'd take my fortune and screw on my head again. Oh, goddamn Hollywood for making me think too much. Soft round the edges, I'm hot to the touch. God bless this mess for making me drink too much. You were next in the row, And I want you to know that it was good to let this go 'Cause it was making me think too much. You were quick to the punch, But we want what we want And I can't help the things I don't 'Cause it was making me hate my guts. You were first to the feast, and I've been waiting weeks. You were last on my list, and I wasted all my time for this.

You broke my heart when you came home with someone else's lipstick on You shut the door and climb the stair, your attitude is you could care about me When you pull the covers back and climb into the sack, bet you could do without me It's me the fool who's always there, and you the fool who never cares And then I hit it And I nail my mouth to the evil taste of lipstick Inhale the scent of someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick This ancient form of crass stupidity, you say the thing improves your masculinity And every time you do it, you could care less if it were really her or me You know you do it really well, just bad enough for me to tell And then I hit it, again And I nail my mouth to the evil taste of lipstick Inhale the scent of someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick So why don't you give me a break, I've had as much as I could take, now we should Breakup I'm tired of making up while you've been making out with someone else's Makeup I suppose it should be heartbreak time, funny thing I'm feeling fine And then you give it to me one more time And I nail my mouth to the evil taste of lipstick Inhale the scent of someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Lipstick Someone's trashy lipstick Someone's sticky lipstick Someone's s