You baby are on my mind
I keep forgetting it's ended
My best of intentions are kind
As a desperado there's my fences that need mended
Like a river run dry
I will sail my boat
Made this waterway with the tears I've cried
Just to stay afloat
Friday night I wanted to be all jacked up
But it was vodka and tropical juice
Put on my boots and got all decked up
But you were with her as I got loose
Copied Michael McDonald on my VCR
Sang with his every breath
Thought of us both alone as we are
How when I'm not happy for you it's love's death
The country song's for cryin' in your beer
Every light in the house was on too
The 60's songs from a Michael who was here
All of it still keeps me wantin' this thing of me and you.
