Texty: Channel 3. Other. Gone Drinkin'.

She's in the door breathing hard and fast
I swear that girl's gonna drive me mad
I said some things that I never should
The kind of things that feel so good

I hate myself for hating her
Nothing that a couple drinks won't cure
Now I'm out with a good excuse
To meet the boys and play some pool

But oh some things just won't work out
No matter how you shout
Now she's back home thinkin'
Me, I've gone drinkin'

Tell me Dean
How anyone could be so mean
She don't kiss you, don't understand
About as warm as the ball rack in your hand

Fill mine up one last time
Gonna play Hank Williams with my last dime
It's about time that I went home
And forgive the girl, she's all alone

Well, it's one last drink after this last drink
Then I guess I'll hit the road
I'm going home
There's one more lie after this last lie
But I do this all the time
Please take me home
Back home

The lights are out, the car was gone
Took the jockey off the lawn
Took the cash but she left my name
Left my picture but she took the frame

Saw the note by the telephone
And I knew right then I was all alone
Took two martinis in a Flintstones cup
Before I had the nerve to pick it up

But oh, I gotta hand it to that girl
She always had a way with words
She put it so succinctly
The note just said "gone drinkin'"