Been working that shift work, watching that clock turn, wishing it was 5 Been daydreaming 'bout that brown bottle, long neck sitting on ice Lord knows I could use one
My A-to-B-er slips out of third gear and runs too hot There's a brand new jacked-up work truck there just sitting on the lot Lord knows I could use one I could use one
A new town where I hang around where Nobody round there knows my name A new house without those fire marks burned into my driveway Maybe a time machine, slate clean, slow dance, or a second chance Lord knows I could use one
A boat on a lake, left-hand smoke break, slip away for a while A forget-you song I could turn up on that radio dial Lord knows I could use one I could use one
A new town where I hang around where Nobody round there knows my name A new house without those fire marks burned into my driveway Maybe a time machine, slate clean, slow dance, or a second chance Lord knows I could use one
Whoa, I guess the things that you don't have Are what you want so bad
A new town where I hang around where Nobody round there knows my name A new house without those fire marks burned into my driveway Maybe a time machine, slate clean, slow dance, or a second chance Lord knows I could use one I could use one I could use one I could use oneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
