Текст песни Single Mothers - Motorbikes and Epitaphs

Baby we've seen times tougher then these,
She's been burning through my money faster than kerosene
She said, I was pulling up my skirt then I was scraping up my knees
In between the motorbikes and epitaphs and names in the obituary

And I said, ohhh you don't say?
She put the money in the glove box
And grabbed a kleenex for the nose bleed

I think it's time we get out of this city,
I think it's time we get out of this scene