Write you a letter tomorrow
Tonight I can't hold a pen
Someone got a stamp that I can borrow
I promise not to blow the address again
Lights That flash in the evening
Through a crack in the drapes
riff
Jesus rides beside me
He never buys and he smokes
Hurry-up, Hurry-up
Ain't you had enough of this stuff?
Ashtray floors, dirty clothes and filthy jokes
I see you're high and lonesome
Try and try and try
Lights That flash in the evening
Through a hole in the drapes
I`ll be home when I'm sleeping
I can't hardly wait
I can't wait, hardly wait
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