There was no message left on my phone
When I home tonight
I hope you didn't leave in anger
I hope you drove with some daylight
I tried to say I'm sorry
But I spit when I fight
You said you need a break from me
If it's just a weekend or a night
I'll drink this kamikaze
Because I always fall on my own knife
It's another round of hurricanes here at table 9
Don't forget to throw a hand grenade
At the hearts that's out of sight
So you drove down to New Orleans
Where it's always ladies Night
I woke up early in the morning
Your perfume stained the pillow here
Still no call, will you come home at all
With some forgiveness or a tear
So I'll drink this kamikaze
To pretend I have no fear
It's another round of hurricanes here at table 9
Don't forget to throw a hand grenade
At the heart that's out of sight
So when you drive down to New Orleans
See the ghosts of Ladies' Night
If there's a storm coming down on you tonight
As you drive home I turn on the lights
To remind you that my love is something safe
And something right
The news came on at 10 to say
She had changed her mind
Instead of heading east away
She'll hit home tonight
I hope you can get out in time
Leave early on Ladies Night
It's another round of hurricanes here at table 9
Don't forget to throw hand grenade
At the hearts that's out of sight
When you drove away from home tonight
It might be your last time
When you go down to New Orleans
Where my heart is out of sight
So when you drive down to New Orleans
See the ghosts of Ladies' night