Powder Blue Thunderbird


Lucky Mud
2016-02-10
Michael McKinney

Lyrics

She had a powder blue Thunderbird Red Bull and cocaine A pistol underneath the seat And a dime bag of Maryjane She wasn't Miss America It wasn't like she went wrong Anna Lee was born that way Everybody said so Now, there's cops all around her house Waiting for the word A warrant there for Anna Lee And her powder blue Thunderbird The day didn't start bad Cruising out on Thomas Drive A powder blue convertible 'Good day to be alive Then some bitch on her cell phone Ran through the red light She clipped Anna's bumper ...Anna hit the brakes and turned right She caught her in a parking lot Didn't say a word Just eased to a stop In her powder blue Thunderbird The bitch put down her cell phone She said "You've made me late!" Anna shot her three times With her thirty-eight She had a powder blue Thunderbird Red Bull and cocaine A pistol lying on the seat With a dime bag of Maryjane She wasn't Miss America It wasn't like she went wrong Anna Lee was born that way Everybody said so Now there's cops all around the house Waiting for the word A warrant there for Anna Lee And her powder blue Thunderbird She outran the cop cars But not their radios She wrecked her car in Wausau That's just the way it goes She had a powder blue Thunderbird Red Bull and Cocaine A pistol lying on the grass With a dime bag of Mary Jane She wasn't Miss America It wasn't like she went wrong Anna Lee was born that way Everybody said so She had a powder blue Thunderbird She had a powder blue Thunderbird She had a powder blue Thunderbird

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