For the first time Oh these times are hard Yeah they're making us crazy Don't give up on me baby Trying to make it work but man these times are hard Sit talking up all night Even after all these years We just now got the feeling that we're meeting But

Between the sloe gin fizz and fast women I'm stuck in a place my Mama's King James calls sinning But it feels so good where I'm sitting I've shown up every night like the night before Watched the pretty women filing through the door I mix a drink, I tune

She told me do her body right, I did She said she want me spend the night, I did, I did She want me hit it when she wake up, I did, did Yeah her body be calling, I be on that mission She like the position, waking the neighbors Got 31 flavors, I'm doing

Sitting here at the Flora-Bama Fall in and out of love in the same night At the Flora-Bama Bout to open up a big old can of good times, unwind Can't say I got a whole lot of cares I'm in the red neck riviera It's getting crazy, getting hammered Sitting

It ain't you No it ain't me That's not the way Love's supposed to be And it's just no good No it ain't right For you to be sitting all alone Crying every night You're down on your knees

Sitting up, late at night I tiptoe through the darkness Cold as hell, black as spades Aware of my immediate surrounding In my place I escape up into my hideout Hiding from everyone My friends all say, "Dave you're mental anyway" hey! Drift into a deeper

Yeah I'm down if you feel like messin' around Whatever you want, shoot, I don't care, you can come over here I can come over there And pick you up, that's right On a sit around Saturday night with nothing to do And you just want something to do All you

'Cause she's two thousand light years away I hold my breath and close my eyes and Dream about her She holds my malakite so tight so Never let go I sit alone in my bedroom Staring at the walls I've been up all damn night long My pulse is speeding

Ain't no whiskey strong enough to make things right I'm just getting over another sober Saturday night No, I'm not hungover it's true, but I'm still not over you All messed up, all strung out, I was sitting at home breaking down I'm not out there getting

Play your position, we switchin' positions, lights out Girl I know you're down for playin' Your body done started up this conversation Girl, let's get it We party all night, then you leave in the mornin' You a bad mothafucka, you the shit right now I