No Spare Parts

Album: Some Girls Reissue (2011)
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  • Your daddy drank himself half to death
    When he was thirty-nine years old
    But I hope you don't think I feel like a father to you
    But I want to tell you I miss you so much, you're a thousand miles away
    I'm at the wheel of my car and I'm coming on home to you, yeah

    Lonely hearts, they're not made to break
    I got no spare parts, got no oil to change

    Honey, I ain't accustomed to lose
    If I want something bad enough, I always find a way to get through
    If I want something bad enough, I always find a way to get through

    I take the 10 to Phoenix, be in Tucson by the afternoon
    Get some shut eye in Benson and a bite at the greasy spoon
    Took a turn off 90, I should have stayed on the interstate
    I was lost in the real, my map was kind of out of date

    I saw the lights of Marfa, I guess it was a scenic route
    When I had to change a tire, I'm glad I wore my western boots

    Lonely hearts, they're not made to break
    I got no spare parts, got no oil to change

    Honey, I ain't accustomed to lose
    If I want something bad enough, I always find a way to get through
    Honey, I ain't accustomed to lose
    If I want something bad enough, I always find a way to get through, yeah
    If I want something bad enough, I always find a way to get through, yes

    When I got to Sonora, the sun was shining in my eyes
    With the air-con busted, the windshield full of flies
    And in just a few hours, you're going to fall in my loving arms
    I've been so hot to see you, I set off the fire alarms, yeah

    Lonely hearts, they're not made to break
    I got no spare parts, got no oil to change

    Honey, I ain't accustomed to lose
    If I want something bad enough, I always find a way to get through
    If I want something bad enough, I always find a way to get it, baby
    If I want something bad enough, I always find a way to get through
    If I want something bad enough, I always find a way to get through, yeah

    Lonely hearts, they're not made to break
    I got no oil to change, yeah
    Lonely hearts, they're not made to break
    I got no spare parts, got no oil to change Writer/s: Keith Richards, Mick Jagger
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management
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