My Monday gets hard
19 and 74, it's true
How there's nothing I'll ever do
Drive the (???)
Pack my drinks
The dark waltz and the roll up the eyes routine
What is a man to do?
I lose the shire way
Sweet darl', hard to explain
And I'm singing this song
I'll sing it back to you
Eyes better, billboard rugs
So weak, that he carry a gun
It's true, a little mean son of a bitch, too
So, then he took the vent away
Saw the man dance away for you(?)
That's all he had to do
I lose the shire way
Sweet darl', hard to explain
And I'm singing this song
I'll sing it back to you
I saw you singing low
I'll sing it back to you
