Into The Sun Lyrics

Mrs. Citarra, owe me forty dorrars
Pull weeds out her yarra today
She pay me tomorra, ten dorrars I borra
Put gas in my carra, okay
And she drove away into the sun
She felt that her life was no fun
So she went on the run
Into the sun, into the sun
Mrs. Citarra crawled out from the barra
Fell in her jaguara and cried
She drove very fara from Mr. Citarra
'Cause he was a horra she hide
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She felt that her life was no fun
So she went on the run
Into the sun, into the sun
Mr. Citarra Drove home his ferrara
He shot under parra today
She'd took credit carda, I say me so sorra
Pay me forty dorrars, okay
And she drove away into the sun
She felt that her life was no fun
So she went on the run
Into the sun, into the sun
Looking for fun, into the sun