(Tom Petty) There's a southern accent, where I come from The young 'uns call it country, the yankees call it dumb I got my own way of talking, but everything
(Tom Petty and David A. Stewart) Don't come around here no more Don't come around here no more Whatever you're looking for Hey! don't come around here
(Tom Petty and David A. Stewart) We got a man on the moon (it ain't nothin' to me) We got more comin' soon (it ain't nothin' to me) Got natives in New
(Tom Petty and Mike Campbell) Well we come with what was on our backs Yeah, when the leaves had died and all turned black Back when the wind was cold
(Tom Petty and David A. Stewart) I wanna make it better baby Listen, I want to make it good again Yes I want to make it better girl Yeah better for
Mary got a brand new car Mary got a brand new set of wheels Now everyone is so charged Man you don't know how good it feels And we wanna go where she
grave And one foot on the pedal I was born a rebel. Well she picked me up in the morning And she paid out my ticket Yeah she screamed in the car And
Oh, we got another one, just like the other ones Another bad ass, another troublemaker I'm scared, ain't you boys scared? I wonder if he's gonna show
the world And I hope you found Whatever you were looking for Yeah and it's over before you know it It all goes by so fast Yeah, the bad nights last forever And
Yeah and it's over before you know it It all goes by so fast Yeah, the bad nights last forever And the good nights don't ever seem to last And man,
you dance I can go right with you We got smilin' politicians (It ain't nothin' to me) Got songs from rich musicians (It ain't nothin' to me) Called Tokyo long distance And
want to make it better, baby Honey, I want to make it good again Baby, I want to make it better, girl Yeah, better for you and me Honey, wait and see
door and threw it open The sun came in like a searchlight And Spike walked straight to the side of Interstate 75 And he stuck out his thumb and said
And one foot on the pedal I was born a rebel I was born a rebel Well, she picked me up in the morning And she paid all my tickets And she screamed in
back Yeah, when the leaves had died and all turned black Back when the wind was cold and blew them 'round When we laid our blankets on the ground Yeah and
to me And kneels down over by the window and says a prayer for me I got my own way of prayin' but everyone's begun With a southern accent where I come
Mary got a brand new car Mary got a brand new set of wheels Now everyone is so charged Man, you don't know how good it feels And we wanna go where she