"Son Of A Gun" lyrics

Rest up at the rest up
Slow into the evening
Watch out for the Hornets
Like to sting you for no reason

Haley's got a comet
New Orlean's got some demons
Running out of money
Working on the weekend

My mama she acts how she does
So I fear who I might become
My daddy he died when we were young
Turned me to one lonely son of a gun, let's have some fun

Dance with me
This your chance, this your chance
Put your hands on me
Make it last make it last

Everything's connected
A force that keeps us beating
Still all feel rejected
Hiding in our secrets

Waking up to thunder
The come down is misleading
Talking down the darkness
Oh so hard to leave it

Oh, I'm only here for one night
I should have seen the red lights
Saying slow down but you want a fast life
Cast down your sail or capsize

Blue eyed girl, Lets have a bad time
I feel the ail of past lives
Said "it's just God's will", is that right?
I know too well to ask why

Dance with me
This your chance, this your chance
Put your hands on me
Make it last make it last

Ditch that town
Take off in the midnight
Sink so low down interstate 79
Folks round here want to know what your skin like
Guess these pills don't work no more

Play hi-fi
Roll smoke til we feel right
Another 100 miles til we get to the city line
At my front door but the keys wont fit right
No place to call home no more

Dance with me
This your chance, this your chance
Put your hands on me
Make it last make it last

Oh I'm only here for one night
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