There's something you oughta know
Everybody here knows how overly cold you are
You're not fooling anywhere
And I find that
We're running out of time
And I've got a good mind
To make it worth your while
Late at night when the bottle goes down
We sit heavy with the stereo loud
and I know it's hard
When Sunday morning comes
And that's okay
We got down in another way
But when it rains, it pours
And we all huddle at the front door
And I feel so alone
Counting paces on the bedroom floor
And I'd be brave for you
But if only you want to
Somebody with some say so
Making money on the payroll
Taking me out for a dinner
That I had to pay for
No, no
Somebody better turn around
And take this monkey off my back
Before I go
I'm faster than you want to go