Brian Mead - Highway53 Blues

Hey baby I know that I'm late
Got stuck in traffic about quarter ta eight
Should of watched the news I'm telling you
Big accident out on 102
I was settin' there four hours just thinking of you
LIstened to the radio and smoked some cigerette
That talk show was on, you know, the one you like the best
Wait a minute, that ain't alchool on my breath
That sweet scent of a woman is
Just from an old shirt from the bottom of my drawer
But I'm tellin' you I love you
So, forget that thought of me being out
So if you happen to get a telephone call from a woman
It's the secretary for the guy next door
Got that feelin' you don't believe me again
Well the lipstick on the collar, how could that be a sin
You know that your the only true love that I've got
I'm all sweaty 'cause it was setting in that traffic it got hot
So if your gonna' do some kickin'
The dog is out in the lot
The blonde hairs on my jacket must have been there from
Years ago, you see
That terrible accident could have been me
What'a ya meen 270 and 53
Well the news was wrong again
Hey baby ya' know how I love my tonic and gin
Well I got so dry mouthed just wait'in to get here
Well what was I to do but enjoy the company of a nearby ...
There you go again just talk'in all that trash
Ah come on baby, it was just a little bash
Well the party's commin' to town
Oh baby you know were gonna' get down
Just you and me, there ain't gonna' be no 3
Aah baby I love ya'
What's this blanket for, ah com'on baby unlock the door
Com'on let me in, I can't sleep in that car again

Written by:
Brian Mead

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