Caddy from Bandolier by The Surly Bells

I drove my caddy up to Cincinnati,
'Cause all of that noise was drivin' me batty.
There on the side of the road downtown,
Loaded as a long coal train.
Save me, free me, bring me to my knees.

I'ma get my drink on, you can drive me home.
I'ma get my drink on, you can drive me home.

She stole my caddy there in Cincinnati,
Jackin' her jaws and pullin' on my fatty.
Left me on the side of the road downtown,
Lookin' for a slow freight train.
Help me, Jeezy, to get up off my knees.

I'ma get my drink on, you can drive me home.
I'ma get my drink on, you can drive me home.

Whooo-wheeee!

I'ma get my drink on, you can drive me home.
I'ma get my drink on, you can drive me home.

If I find my caddy, I'm leaving Cincinnati,
I'm all beat up and lookin' real ratty.
Stranded on the side of the road downtown,
And I can't find my brain.
Help me, Jeezy, give me back my keys.

I'ma get my drink on, you can drive me home.
I'ma get my drink on, you can drive me home.
I'ma get my drink on, you can drive me home.
I'ma get my drink on, you can drive me home.

• Country
• Country-Alt
• Pop
• indie pop
• indie rock
• Champaign