Waking up to cassette tapes and ashtrays all filled up from the night before Smoke-filled lungs and tapes full of songs and a stranger laying on the floor Some girls will kiss and some girls will shake in the morning with blood filled eyes But the sun has a way of making us pay for our reverie-filled nights
So if it lights you up And if it turns you on I will sing to you all your favorite songs The one about a boy who broke your heart and brought you to your knees It was a slow, sad waltz in three-quarters time by my friends from Tennessee
Well the needle will quiver and the speakers deliver 1974 So here's to the times that we knew we're alive and she always asked for more
So if it lights you up And if it turns her on I can sing to you all your favorite songs The one about a boy that broke your heart and brought you to your knees It was a slow, sad waltz in three-quarters time by my friends from Tennessee The one about a boy that broke your heart and brought you to your knees It was a slow, sad waltz in three-quarters time by my friends from Tennessee
Waking up to cassette tapes and ashtrays all filled up from the night before Smoke-filled lungs and tapes full of songs and a stranger laying on the floor