Well a person can work up a mean mean thirst
After a hard day of nothing much at all
The summer's passed, it's too late to cut the grass
There ain't much here to rake now in the fall
Sometimes I just ain't in the mood
To take my place in back of the loudmouths
Like a picture on the fridge that's never stocked with food
You used to live at home now you stay at their house
Everybody wants to be special here
They call your name out, never fear
Here comes a regular
Call out your name
Here comes a regular
Am I the only one here today?
Well a drinking buddy bound to another town
Once the police made you go away
And even if you're in the arms of someone's baby now
I'll drink a great big whiskey to ya anyway
And everybody wants to be someone's here
Someone's gonna show up, never fear
Here comes a regular
Call out your name
Here comes a regular
Am I the only one that feels ashamed?
First the lights, then the collar goes up
The wind begins to blow
You turn your back on a pay-em-back last call
First the grass, then the leaves, then the snow
Ain't much raking anyway in the fall
Here comes a regular
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