Album: Hot Damn! (2003)I Been Gone A Long TimeWhat we're doing is so wrong, and what you're wearing is so right (it's so tight) but
I've never felt better, so I'm going out to get her and I don't care what set of
wheels I steal to get there. Balance is a minor setback. What she thinks is all
right, and the way she looks is just fine. She sure as hell ain't you, but lord
knows she'll have to do. She don't know I'm alive but neither do I so there's
nothing left to lose. If I could only make it make you want to want me. One more
drink, I think, should do. I wish that I could say I love to watch you walk away,
but you probably won't be back in time to hear it. So it's just as well. No one out
there gets back in alive. So I'll love the way you stand so close to a guy who we
both know can't get near it. Strike when ready. Burn the highway down. Let me hear
her high heels moan. I'm ready, set, go. There's cocaine in the key that took us
from the bar to her car to the bedroom. Only the lonesome love us. Only the careless
can handle us. What's wrong with us that we're so unamused?