On the Inside

On the Inside

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I locked my father out of the car in Arizona.
�Let me in�, he shouted, �let me in!�
The sun almost burned a hole in his bald head.
Any longer out there and we could have fried eggs.

�Let me in�, he shouted, �let me in!�
Christmas now and I�m still in the car.
Any longer out there and we could have fried eggs.
But the lines were too long, he says, so we are just hungry.

Christmas now and I�m still in the car.
Will he ever let me out of this car?
But the lines were too long, he says, so we are just hungry.
If he let me go in, I could wait it out.

Will he ever let me out of this car?
I�ve never seen the insides of my mother�s house.
If he let me go in, I could wait it out.
She screams an awful lot, but I can take it.

I�ve never seen the insides of my mother�s house.
But I guess I see her insides before I�m born.
She screams an awful lot, but I can take it.
Life was better inside.

I guess I see her insides before I�m born.
My father never gets to see in there.
Life was better inside.
So I locked my father out of the car in Arizona.

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