I know I'm
not a model husband,
although I'd like to be,
but payday night
and painted women,
they do such strange things to me.
But when the party's over and the moon is all she sees,
though I let her down,
she still comes around to love what's left of me.
Six days
out of seven,
I work hard at doing right,
but believe me,
you can set your watch
by me on Friday night.
I'm lucky she understands this fool that lives in me.
Though I let her down,
she still comes around to love what's left
of me.
The way that I'm living now,
it's a wonder she can take it.
That little woman's got a heart of gold,
and it's killing me to break it.
I know I don't deserve her,
but I'm thankful as can be.
Though I let her down,
she still comes around to love what's left
of me.
Though I let her down,
she still comes around to love what's left of me.