Two more weeks and I’m through
I couldn’t tell you what to expect but I know it’s something to do
After all these Tuesdays, Fridays, and Saturdays
that leave me more bent than screwed
‘Cause she rides bulls and she pulls my chains
Bells and rain, guns and sex, pleasure pain what comes next
Beyond these blue eyes and brunettes
that keep cashing my checks

With all these big problems, you find out she’s so small
And tell me what good does a shortcut when heaven’s so tall

Come down pretty thing flap your wings it’s all you need
The good news puts me to bed but it’s the bad news that let’s me sleep
I’m never safe, never worried, spending time, spending money
If it all runs out on me, then I still got my dark, dark coffee
The sun falls, the night crawls, I’m staring that’s all
At the little faces and pretty waists now my pistols are drawn
One more hit just to relax, ‘cause she won’t let me pass
She said I’m too slow, heaven knows she’s too fast

With all these big problems, you find out she’s so small
And tell me what good does this worry in us all
I said what good does the worry in us all
I said what good does all this worry

I move on to a better place, higher taste
But I can’t see much other than the color of this drink in my face
And I like the way it washes down, I lick my lips I look around
If you’re in love, you’re in trouble I think you better leave town
I think I’m going to leave now