Tekster:
The Datsuns Outta Sight Outta Mind

cans tied back of car Is that the way the story end completely? Cause I sure ain?t happy girl Just because we say bitter sweetly We?re outta luck and outta

No doubt about it So stamp your feet and Get up ! Don?t fight it Get up ! Don?t fight it Hear the conversation, steamy adoration For the phony eccentricity The key to the mind

Like a liar, like a thief Like a worn torn child who needs relief Im reeling hazy, force from the blow I just cant find the words to let you go I got

My girls best friend she told me, She said ?All your loves in vain? Said ?That girls gonna leave you? So I sing this love refrain ?That girl shes gonna

If its pure and its simple Does it make it right ? Like I always said child ?Life is hardly black and white? When your Messin?, Messin? Around <a

Come on my lover, come on my lover There is so much we could ever discover She said ?boy you cant find me, no you cant find me? But girl you can find