Toasted Myself

Well I been out in the desert far too long
And I feel that southern breeze with the dawn
Reach for the phone
Feeling all alone
Bet you thought I'd call you
But I toasted myself

Well I toasted myself
Cause I'm the only one that's left
After running all my good friends out of town
And you're a little out of reach
Lying neath your baby sheets
Nothing left to do but toast myself

So I called up Brooke instead
Had to get out of my head
Put some records on, talked about the war
Then she passed me the pipe
Oh you ain't gotta ask me twice
For the first time in too long
Toasted myself

Well I toasted myself
Cause I'm the only one that's left
After running all my good friends out of town
And you're a little out of reach
Lying neath your baby sheets
Nothing left to do but toast myself

So raise a glass
And toast yourself
Raise it to the past
And toast yourself
Since there's no one around
Gotta toast yourself



Credits
Writer(s): James Robert Franks
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