Drove three days and god-knows the miles, for a construction job with my brother.
One month now, I’m still waiting on him and I’m waiting on every dollar.
But he ain’t got nothing on me now.
Sometimes she calls when the moon is right, and I’ve just forgotten her number.
We never meet and there’s no time to speak, we just listen to each other.
But she ain’t got nothing on me now.
No, she ain’t got nothing on me now.
Visit my mum, like a good son, making up for his father.
She says “Where’s that girl?” and “Where’s that job? You know, you can depend on your brother.”
Bust she ain’t got nothing on me now.
No, she ain’t got nothing on me now.
Was walking these streets just to move, just to breath, trying to keep myself good and honest.
When I spotted a car, holding its keys and did what every other man would wanna.
Guess they all got something on me now.
Yeah, they all got something on me now.
Sometimes home is no place to go.

INVIA LE CORREZIONI