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Galaxy 500 Lyrics

Artist: Reverend Horton Heat
Album: Lucky 7

You take the dog
I'll take the Galaxy 500
You get the cat
I get the couch you don't want anymore

You take the fish
I'll take the bone
You take the dishes
While you're at it take my soul
But things ain't so bad
Cause i got a galaxy 500

You get the house
I get a cheap motel room
You get a friend
Nut that should not matter to me anymore
You have a thang he's just a friend
I can't believe that this is the end
But things aint so bad
Cause I got a Galaxy 500
Galaxy 500 in a Galaxy 500
Galaxy 500

I'm in my own galaxy 1973
In my own galaxy
You probably would have wanted this too
But it's not air conditioned
No it's not air conditioned
No it's not air conditioned
No it's not air conditioned
It's not air conditioned

Open the trunk
All of my dirty laundry
All of my junk in the yard
And scattered out into the street
You have the thing with my old guitar
I can't believe that you took it this far
But things ain't so bad
Cause i got a Galaxy 500
Galaxy 500
In a Galaxy 500
Galaxy 500
In a galaxy 500

Comments/Interpretations

by Norton on 3/15/2012 8:45pm
it's you take the fish, I get the bowl, not 'take the bone' that's how it sounds to me and makes more sense.

'Nut' that it should not... 'Nut'... really? Makes no sense. 'But that should not matter to me anymore'