Goin’ Out West lyrics

by

Chris Brown


[Verse 1]
I'm going out west where the wind blows tall
Cause Tony Franciosa used to date my ma'
They got some money out there; they're giving it away
I'm gonna do what I want, and I'm gonna get paid
Do what i want, and I'm gonna get paid
Little brown sausages lying in the sand
I ain't no extra baby, I'm a leading man
My parole officer will be proud of me
With my Olds' '88
And the devil on a leash
With my Olds' '88
And the devil on a leash

[Chorus]
I know karate, voodoo, too
I'm gonna make myself available to you
I don't need no makeup, I got real scars
I got hair on my chest
I look good without a shirt on

[Verse 2]
Well, i won't loose my composure in a high-speed chase
My friends say I'm ugly, I've got a masculine face
I got some drag-strip courage
I can really drive a bed
I'm gonna change my name to Hannibal
Or maybe just Rex
Change my name to Hannibal
Or maybe just Rex
[Chorus]
I know karate, voodoo, too
I'm gonna make myself available to you
I don't need no makeup, I got real scars
I got hair on my chest
I look good without a shirt on

[Outro]
Drive all night, get some speed
I'm gonna wait for the sun to shine down on me
I cut a hole in my roof the shape of a heart
And I'm going out west
Where they appreciate me
Going out west
Where they appreciate me
Going out west
Going out west
Gone...
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