Out on the Town

Hey honey, we don't need money
You're pretty, I'm pretty funny
And we can charge it, then we'll pay it back
If we could make a buck for every panic attack
He's got the cattle on a thousand hills
So tell the doctor he can keep those pills
Or you can take 'em I don't wanna
Perpetuate a stigma, I just know that we're gonna

Go out on the town
Nobody's dancing but I'll spin you around
I wanna hold you close
And stare into those beautiful eyes
Oh well, honey it's gettin late
I get sleepy at a quarter to eight
I wanna hold your hand
And walk you through the Target aisles

My starting line was past my prime
I clocked at five 'til quittin' time
You tell me it's morbid when I say
I got less tomorrows and more yesterdays

So let's go out on the town
Nobody's dancing but I'll spin you around
I wanna get dressed up
But all my clothes are out of style
Oh well, honey it's gettin late
I get sleepy at a quarter to eight
I wanna hold your hand
And try to really make you smile

Well the kids are getting taller
And our house is getting smaller
And time is getting shorter
So I don't wanna waste it not goin'

Out on the town
I still see you in your wedding gown
Then I hold you close and I just
Stare into those beautiful eyes
Oh well honey it's getting late but
The porch is calling and the weather's great
So come and hold my hand
And hold on as long as you can