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Drive, as fast as you can in your rusted Cadillac.With no rear-view mirrorCause you ripped it off, so you cant look back.But please come home to DetroitIts getting god damn coldAnd im getting pretty tired ofNot waching you grow oldHeres another song i wrote for youIve lost count nowAnd you have too.Its sad, its sweet and its blueJust like your lips, and the eyes on you.So please come back to MontaukWhere the waves are crashing inAnd the bottles getting emptierAs i fill myself with sin.Well what have you done to my fathers sonHes on the run, hes on the run.And hes been gone for far too longLooking for the words, to this song.SongtexteSo please come to DecaturWhere the rivers overflow.And i sit here almost drowningCause where you are ill never know.And trying to forget someone you loveIs like remembering someone youd never metNow this story line is killing meHow ironic, how ironic. Aus Songtexte Mania