Going To Town — текст песни (Whigs Afghan)

Lover mine
Get your coat and come outside
I wanna take you for a ride
On into town

Lover fair
We`ll be looking sharp, i swear
I want them all to stop and stare
When we take `em down

Go to town, burn it down, turn around
And get your stroll on, baby
I`ll get the car
You get the match
And gasoline

And as we ride
Away into the countryside
I feel as though i must confide
There is a cost
When you say
Now we got hell to pay
Don`t worry, baby, that`s