Nice Clean Shirt
Smack dab, middle of a five week tour
The same clothes on as I had before
A pocket full of change
But change is what I need now
It's freezing cold and pouring rain
There's a group of girls that all know my name
They want to know if I'm taken
I am, I'm fine, I'm great, I thank you
I've been thinking, given the state I'm in
That I should not be driving
I should be looking for a man
I know, the pills weren't working
And the booze is wearin' thin
You've got a nice, clean shirt
And I need, somehow, to get in
The first comes in many forms
It's a warm body, it's corner store
It's a crash course camcorder recording
The life and times of a lonely story
You bring the bullets and I'll bring the gun
Forward address behind the sun
And everybody knows, maybe we should go out
They'd see it coming, push it through the cotton skin
Telling me to go, welcome to the middle
Nothing's good enough or works
And the kid's won't respond to any words
And luck is hard to find and we've been here awhile now
I've been thinking, given the state I'm in
I should not be driving
I should be looking for my man
God knows, the pills weren't working
And the booze is wearing off
You've got a nice, clean shirt
And I need, somehow, to get off
But I've been thinking, given the state I'm in
I should not be driving
I should be looking for my man
God knows, the pills weren't working
And the booze is wearin' thin
You've got a nice, clean shirt
And I would sure like to get in
The same clothes on as I had before
A pocket full of change
But change is what I need now
It's freezing cold and pouring rain
There's a group of girls that all know my name
They want to know if I'm taken
I am, I'm fine, I'm great, I thank you
I've been thinking, given the state I'm in
That I should not be driving
I should be looking for a man
I know, the pills weren't working
And the booze is wearin' thin
You've got a nice, clean shirt
And I need, somehow, to get in
The first comes in many forms
It's a warm body, it's corner store
It's a crash course camcorder recording
The life and times of a lonely story
You bring the bullets and I'll bring the gun
Forward address behind the sun
And everybody knows, maybe we should go out
They'd see it coming, push it through the cotton skin
Telling me to go, welcome to the middle
Nothing's good enough or works
And the kid's won't respond to any words
And luck is hard to find and we've been here awhile now
I've been thinking, given the state I'm in
I should not be driving
I should be looking for my man
God knows, the pills weren't working
And the booze is wearing off
You've got a nice, clean shirt
And I need, somehow, to get off
But I've been thinking, given the state I'm in
I should not be driving
I should be looking for my man
God knows, the pills weren't working
And the booze is wearin' thin
You've got a nice, clean shirt
And I would sure like to get in
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Writer(s): Joshua Keith Ostrander, Greg Lyons
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