Miles From Boredom

She needs love like it's goin' outta style

Sits down and cries about it once in a while

'Cause that, wakes me up sometimes, at 4:00am

Sayin', "Rock me baby, rock me baby, Aw hunny, roll me again

Yeah, but my baby's miles, and miles and miles and miles from boredom

Yeah, she keeps me miles and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom

Yes she does

She spends all my money with a high class taste

And you ain't got a chance if you ain't got it to waste

First, she sees it, she wants it, then gives it away

She up and changes her mind ten times a day

Yeah, but she keeps me miles, and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom

'Cause my baby's miles, and miles, and miles and miles from boredom

Yes she is

I say-

Miles and

Miles and

Miles and miles

She likes my car, she likes my fame

Take me for a ride, that's the name of the game

Yeah, but I wouldn't have it any other way

It's like havin' a different ch-ch-ch-ch everyday

Yeah, 'cause she's miles, and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom

Yeah, now my baby's miles, and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom

Uh, and she keeps me miles, and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom

Oh yeah, miles, and miles, and miles, and miles from boredom

When yer sick of that same old face

Doin' it, the same old ways

Lookin' at it, lookin' at it, day after day