It was late at night We was feeling alright It was miles away from the Montreal nights Somebody said something 'bout a really good song that he heard.
In the parking lot With the radio playing I do recall that somebody was saying This girl he'd met was causin' him a whole lot of hurt
I'm not sure, but I think he said That the time she borrowed was time he'd lend
I don't know. I think her name was Heloise or Laura She would always make a point to drive a boy nuts when she could So I tried, yes I tried oh Lord I tried to understand Why the road less travelled is sometimes the best way to go
Well you punch the clock from day to day I know life need not be that way I want a way out, if only for just one day We're loading up the loading ramp The sound-check's good, we've set up camp We're ready
Ac couple of Rudies were pounding back forties And a couple of Chelsea girls sat on the edge of the stage The music was roaring and Lord the Guinness was flowing We left our troubles behind, for Just One Day!