Sherry Darling

Your mama's yappin' in the backseat
Tell her to push over and move them big feet
Every Monday morning I gotta drive her down to
the unemployment agency
Well this morning I ain't fighting, tell her I've give up
Tell her she wins if she'll just shut up
But it's the last time that she's gonna be ridning with me

You can tell her there's a hot sun beating on the blacktop
She keeps talkin' she'll be walkin' that last block
She can take a subway back to the ghetto tonight
Well I got some beer and the highway's free
And I got you and baby you got me

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