Every time my case is packed
I'm leaving out that door
I tell you you're not missing much
Out there on the road
We play buffalo for ten people
And then load our *
Drive for under half an hour
To some motel set
Watch some minutes
Of some idiots
Talking on some show
Play some guitar
To the minibar
Fall asleep in my clothes
You get mad and say
I'm leaving out that door

I should enjoy this for us both
So I decide to tell some truth
With this tale from the road
We left Toronto
For the first show
And everybody sang
They sang along to
Words about you
Oh the whole place rang
And I said

There was a party
And everybody
Came to our hotel
Character actors
Beautiful drunk girls
Getting along well
Mirrors on tables
TVs out windows
Bathtubs filled with wine
I wake up weary
With this 40-year-old
You know I'm your seat
Open in the blinds
bisschen
I'll save you if we lose her
I'll save the party
Will you hold her
Because when I'm gone
I won't be allowed
To take you
Stay with her
Oh, that last bit
About the blind *
That was said to make you smile
You're meant to be right here
You're meant to be right here
With me for all these miles
You're meant to be right here
You're meant to be right here
With me for all these miles
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