There was no message left on my phone When I home tonight I hope you didn't leave in anger I hope you drove with some daylight
I tried to say I'm sorry But I spit when I fight You said you need a break from me If it's just a weekend or a night
I'll drink this kamikaze Because I always fall on my own knife It's another round of hurricanes here at table 9 Don't forget to throw a hand grenade At the hearts that's out of sight So you drove down to New Orleans Where it's always ladies Night
I woke up early in the morning Your perfume stained the pillow here Still no call, will you come home at all With some forgiveness or a tear
So I'll drink this kamikaze To pretend I have no fear
It's another round of hurricanes here at table 9 Don't forget to throw a hand grenade At the heart that's out of sight So when you drive down to New Orleans See the ghosts of Ladies' Night
If there's a storm coming down on you tonight As you drive home I turn on the lights To remind you that my love is something safe And something right
The news came on at 10 to say She had changed her mind Instead of heading east away She'll hit home tonight I hope you can get out in time Leave early on Ladies Night
It's another round of hurricanes here at table 9 Don't forget to throw hand grenade At the hearts that's out of sight When you drove away from home tonight It might be your last time When you go down to New Orleans Where my heart is out of sight So when you drive down to New Orleans See the ghosts of Ladies' night