Northern town in late December
A lot to do and I'm at it again
I had a dream that I can't remember
The bad trip started at 3 am
I've been crippled by a broken steamroller
I've been drinking since I walked through the door
Everyone in here's just a little bit older
She leans on my shoulder like she's looking for more
She says it's just a touch
I always dream too much getting wasted
And it feels all right getting wasted
And I'm home tonight time will chase me
I'll turn and fight make it endless
Getting wasted on a Saturday night
Saw her eyes before the other guys noticed
When I'm around I like to see them again
Never really thought I'd ever let her notice
Sometimes I think it's just a matter of when
She said she'll visit me
In my heart I know that she's just wasted
And it feels all right getting wasted
And I'm home tonight time will chase me
I'll turn and fight make it endless
Getting wasted on a Saturday night
Crippled moments man they've got no bottom
Except the feeling that there's more to do
I've had my doubts everybody's got 'em
There's nowhere that I'd rather be than here with you
She'll come around again
And look right through me when we're wasted
And it feels all right getting wasted
And I'm home tonight time will chase me
I'll turn and fight make it endless
Make it wasted on a Saturday night

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