I never met a group of kids quite like you
You've done all the drugs that I won't be taking
In that red, red room that so becomes you
I became a waste of liquor and of conversation
Because I drank whiskey and I got pulled over
Just because I was uncomfortable enough to leave
So will you please pick me up off Army Street
Because I simply can't walk on these knees?
And I could go back to your house and sleep tonight
So I can stay longer and I can get to know your friends
And I might still have my car in the end
I could stay longer and I could get to know your friends
And I might still have my car when the night ends
I drank whiskey and I got pulled over
Because I was uncomfortable enough to leave

INVIA LE CORREZIONI