Mile Train: Music

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Bag in the Back
By David Pippin

She lives on top in a trailer by the hill
Makes her bread from the meth she deals
She’s got cable TV and the bills are paid
Her mommas got the boys and she’s got it maid

Every things smooth and she’s quite all right
Until the cars across the street are parked all night
She’ll be stairring out the window for hours at a time
Know she’s for sure that some one dropped the dime

She heads for the kitchen to dispose of the scene
Grabs a few close, fills her bag up with green
The camero out back better be filled the top
Cause she’s getting out tonight before she gets popped

Chorus:
She’s got the bag in the back seat it’s alright
The cars already running and she’s leaving tonight
She’s got the bag in the back seat it’s alright
She’s all alone

She lives in a house right on the beach
Three or four stories twelve thousand square feet
She waits for his call all day long
He’s working out late and won’t be home

The dishes and silver he says better shine
But the laundry basket seems to be the center of time
The smell of perfume she knows isn’t hers
As she breaks all the china and burns all the furs

Chorus

She’s been working for the man for too damn long
Writing and typing and answering phones
Thirty minute lunch for five days a week
Won’t say a word unless they say speak

Well the day has come and they’re all out of town
The safes left open as if to be proud
She’ll be twelve hundred miles before they get back
With a not on her door reading “kiss my ass”
Chorus