Whetstone Station
It's a lovely summer night at the Whetstone Station
Trippin' over words in our drunken conversation
And I don't know where the time goes
It's crazy but I might without hesitation
Stop worrying about life over spirits and libations
Pour the drinks down my throat through a dirty tap hose
I remember being sad when I came through the door
Now I'm a couple drinks in and I don't care anymore
I've been drinkin' pretty bad, waking up on floors
Lickin' up whiskey from between deck boards
At Whetstone Station
They don't do Drag Queen Bingo like at Hamburger Mary's
So I'll see you at Pub Quiz Night in January
Late night drunks are my contemporaries
Hope not to get mugged by the cemetery
Stammering answers to the questions we all carry
But who fucking knows? Life is temporary.
See, the Whetstone's where I met my love
The only one that I dream of
The Whetstone's where I met my love
The only one. I can't get enough!
The Whetstone's where I met my love
The only one I want to be above
The Whetstone, Whetstone, Whetstone!
Well, she had to go to Florida
I had to stay in Vermont
Sometimes you gotta hold on
With all that you got
You either choose to grow
Or you lose to the rot
So let's just go get stoned in the parking lot
At Whetstone Station
Trippin' over words in our drunken conversation
And I don't know where the time goes
It's crazy but I might without hesitation
Stop worrying about life over spirits and libations
Pour the drinks down my throat through a dirty tap hose
I remember being sad when I came through the door
Now I'm a couple drinks in and I don't care anymore
I've been drinkin' pretty bad, waking up on floors
Lickin' up whiskey from between deck boards
At Whetstone Station
They don't do Drag Queen Bingo like at Hamburger Mary's
So I'll see you at Pub Quiz Night in January
Late night drunks are my contemporaries
Hope not to get mugged by the cemetery
Stammering answers to the questions we all carry
But who fucking knows? Life is temporary.
See, the Whetstone's where I met my love
The only one that I dream of
The Whetstone's where I met my love
The only one. I can't get enough!
The Whetstone's where I met my love
The only one I want to be above
The Whetstone, Whetstone, Whetstone!
Well, she had to go to Florida
I had to stay in Vermont
Sometimes you gotta hold on
With all that you got
You either choose to grow
Or you lose to the rot
So let's just go get stoned in the parking lot
At Whetstone Station
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Writer(s): Jason Jensen
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