She's a complicated lady, so color my baby moody blue, Oh, Moody blue Tell me am I gettin' through I keep hangin' on Try to learn the song But I never do Oh Oh, Moody blue, Tell me who I'm talkin' to You're like the night night and day

I'm not free at all (Ooh, ooh, ooh) My heart is like a haunted house They make their music in the night night There's things in there that scratch about And And in the day they give me such a fright There's things in there that scream and and shout Wish I could find a

Oh, baby, I want to come home to you Baby, I got to get home to you Days and and nights feeling so blue Lord, I just don't know what I'm gonna do Oh Oh, baby, I wanna come home Oh Oh, baby, I you're one thousand miles away Baby, you're just one thousand miles away

And I'll be crushin' it Every week has a weekend By this time Friday night night I'll be done with my third can Of cold Bud Light I'll be crushin' it Yeah, I'll be crushin' it Oh Oh, I'll be crushin' it I sure could use an attaboy

Girl you know I,I,I, girl you know I,I,I Birthday sex Birthday sex oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh I been fiending Wake up in the late night night Been dreaming about your loving, girl Don't need candles or cake Just need your body to make you (It's the best day of the year girl)

And I'll be crushin' it Every week has a weekend By this time Friday night night I'll be done with my third can Of cold Bud Light I'll be crushin' it Yeah, I'll be crushin' it Oh Oh, I'll be crushin' it I sure could use an attaboy

Whiskey and and wimmen almost wrecked my life Were'nt for whiskey and and wimmin, I'd have money today Nightlife, nightlife, nightlife Ain't no good, ain't no good for me I had a good start, but wimmen and and whiskey tore it down Whiskey and and wimmen ain't no good

And I'll be crushin' it Every week has a weekend By this time Friday night night I'll be done with my third can Of cold Bud Light I'll be crushin' it Yeah, I'll be crushin' it Oh Oh, I'll be crushin' it I sure could use an attaboy

Small town, bright lights, saturday night, Pinballs and and pool halls flashing their lights. Making change behind the counter in a penny arcade Sat the fat girl daughter of virginia and and ray Lydia hid her thoughts like a cat Behind her small eyes sunk deep

Give me back my hometown 'Cause this is my hometown Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah Ah ooh, yeah, yeah Damn, I used to love this view Sit here and and drink a few Main street and and the high school lit up on Friday night night Down there it's another touchdown