Going down. I'm going down 'Cause you aint around, baby. I'm going down. Time on my hands since you've been away boy I ain't got no plans no, no, no, no. And the sound of the rain, against my windowpain. Is slowly, slowly driving me insane.

That's the difference between whiskey and you One's the devil, one keeps driving me insane But one's a liar that helps to hide me from my pain And one's the long gone bitter truth There's a bottle on the dresser by your ring And it's empty so right now I

Night in the city, oh oh oh, Madness at midnight, Night in the city Drivin' you insane. Standin' at the airport Lookin' down the strip, She was cryin' her eyes, She was bitin' her lip. 747 just left from gate eleven

Sick love song This could be your We are miserable You are driving me insane This could be your sign that things are going wrong Wake me up in the morning glory Hanging straight your lies and stories How do you mark your territory? When your trash

Takes another drink or two, Things look better when she's through Now change has come over her body, She doesn't see me anymore Whiskey woman don't you know that you are drivin' me insane The liquor you give stems your will to live and gets right to my

Oh you Pretty Things Don't you know you're driving your Mamas and Papas insane And it looks as though they're here to stay All the strangers came today Let me make it plain You gotta make way for the Homo Superior Wake up you sleepy head Put on some

Bout a mile off old mill road In that spot nobody knows Park the truck and we take off running Got a moon and a billion stars Sound of steel and old box cars The thought of you is driving me insane Come on baby lets go listen to the night train Hurry up,