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Lyricist: Tom Waits
Lyrics:
I'm goin' out west where the wind blows tall 'Cause Tony Franciosa used to date my ma They got some money out there, they're giving it away I'm gonna do what I want and I'm gonna get paid Do what I want and I'm gonna get paid Little brown sausages lying in the sand I ain't no extra, baby, I'm a leading man Well, my parole officer will be proud of me With my Olds 88 and the devil on a leash With my Olds 88 and the devil on a leash I know karate, voodoo too I'm gonna make myself available to you I don't need no makeup, I got real scars I got hair on my chest, I look good without a shirt Well, I won't lose my composure in a high-speed chase Well, my friends think I'm ugly, I got a masculine face I got some dragstrip courage, I can really drive a bed I'm gonna change my name to Hannibal or maybe just Rex Change my name to Hannibal or maybe just Rex I know karate, voodoo too I'm gonna make myself available to you I don't need no makeup, I got real scars I got hair on my chest, I look good without a shirt I'm gonna drive all night, get some speed I'm gonna wait for the sun to shine down on me I cut a hole in my roof, the shape of a heart And I'm goin' out west where they appreciate me I'm goin' out west where they'll appreciate me Goin' out west where they'll appreciate me Goin' out west where they'll appreciate me Goin' out west Goin' out west Goin' out west Goin' out west Goin' out west Goin' out west Goin' out west Goin' out west
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