T-Bone

Me and T-Bone on a road to town
 It's like I'm walking with the talking machine
 Just as soon as he thinks of somethin' else
 He won't wait to interrupt himself
 Must be somethin' that he can't quite say
 He just doesn't want to leave it that way
 Although he may not know it yet
 Unless I miss my bet
 He just trying to forget what his heart remembers
 I see T-T-Bone got an automobile
 It's low-loping and open through the sky
 All night behind the hurricane wheel riding in the eye
 All day underneath the hood
 Mondo bondo, plastic wood
 He needs a mile of masking tape if he wants to keep his sip in shape
 Someday to escape what his heart remembers
 Oh, yes, what his heart remembers
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 T-Bone's not alone, not alone
 Looks like he gets a second chance
 It's Mamarama and a Lumalamalu
 But wanna take him to recovery dance
 He's looking like he gets a meat suit back
 I guess he must have missed the crack attack
 Still he's ridin' for a fall 'cause it's written upon the wall
 But now he must recall what his heart remembers
 What his heart remembers, yeah