Melissa Etheridge - Kansas City lyrics

I've got my old man's Delta '88 The windows cracked I'm on the interstate Just a hundred miles to go on half a tank of gasoline Lucky charms and Tic-Tacs and mom's amphetamines A hundred miles to go to Kansas City February makes me kinda crazy A hundred miles to go to Kansas City Will you still be callin' me your baby I met a man in a diner outside of Hays He said marriage brought him there It was divorce that made him stay I drove straight through to Junction City I thought I'd call you in Topeka But I didn't want the pity A hundred miles to go to Kansas City February makes me kinda crazy A hundred miles to go to Kansas City Will you still be callin' me your baby Feels like I been thrown into the slammer With the back end of a hammer Drawn over my strings Living became needing My crying became bleeding And now I am only dreaming A hundred miles to go to Kansas City February makes me kinda crazy A hundred miles to go to Kansas City Will you still be callin' me your baby Oh will you still be callin' me