Ten Minutes

Silver pens, expensive smoke I's all over, satan s*cks You know it's true Jesus Presley Elvis Christ Happy parents standing in some living room And it's ten minutes back to the valley Her city limits; I'm gonna take you with me And I will sing those songs Back down the alley And you can love me all the way home You've got taste and that's sad Now you're listening like you never really had Feel that wind beneath my coat You're a liar I'm a silly billy goat And it's about ten minutes back to valley Everbody got sore 'Cause they couldn't shop anymore I wouldn't bother to tell my father that I was on the score When it's ten minutes back to valley