Track 04 / Receipts

Good Idea Regrets

Ahh here we go!

We'll I woke up this morning put my feet on the floor
Couldn't quite remember much about the day before.
Then I saw something moving from the side of the bed
Lord have mercy have I lost my head
Oh what could’ve happened, tell me how could this be
That pretty young thing must have got a hold of me
She stirred and I froze, couldn't believe my eyes
Tryin’ to rewind and remember every beer from last night

It’s one of those “what was I thinkin’” kind of nights
Where the truth don’t show up till the morning light
I blame the band, the bar, and the whiskey on ice
And that smile that said “boy, you’ll be fine”
Yeah I swore I was headin’ straight home to my bed
Now I’m sharin’ a pillow with a stranger instead
Lord help me remember, or help me forget
Im having One of those “seemed like a good idea” regrets

There’s a rhinestone heel where my work boots should be
And a phone charger that sure don’t belong to me
My wallet’s still here, but my pride’s gone missin’
And there’s a note on the dresser sayin’ “thanks for listenin’”
I whispered “good mornin’,” she said “who are you?”
I said “same question, darlin’, so how do you do?”
Now I’m makin’ strong coffee, takin’ stock of my sins
Hopin’ this story don’t make it back to my friends

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