Drunk at the Meskwaki casino Right where God intended me to be Looking up at the one man in this room Who's handled more cocaine then me
Think back to the good times just an hour or so ago Before I got myself this drunk When the valet parked my rented Mitsubishi With a beat up old brown suitcase in the trunk
Full of firearms and flash drives Full of passports And international money orders For just in case I make it cross the border
Get a postcard from the gift shop Let my family know I'm doing fine Looking up at a map up on the ceiling To find the place where we all meet up further on down the line
Head back to my table Get another scotch and soda for the road The band on stage is really working off a head of steam Close my eyes and lean my head back, dream a little dream
Full of firearms and flash drives Full of passports And international money orders For just in case I make it cross the borderTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.