Here Comes a Regular
Well, a person can work up a mean, mean thirst
After a hard day of nothing much at all
The summer's past, it's too late to cut the grass
There ain't much to rake anyway in the fall
Sometimes I just ain't in the mood
To take my place in back with the loudmouths
You're like a picture on a fridge that's never stocked with food
I used to live at home, now I stay at the house
And everybody wants to be special here
They call your name out loud and clear
Here comes a regular
Call out your name
Here comes a regular
Am I the only one here today?
Well, a drinking buddy that's bound to another town
Once the police came and took you away
And even if you're in the arms of someone's baby now
I'll take a great big whiskey to you anyway
And everybody wants to be someone's here
Someone's gonna show up, never fear
Here comes a regular
Call out your name
Here comes a regular
Am I the only one here today?
Kneeling alongside old Sad Eyes
He says opportunity knocks once, then the door slams shut
All I know is I'm sick of everything that my money can buy
A fool who wastes his life, God rest his guts
First the lights, then the collar goes up, and the wind begins to blow
Turn your back on a pay-you-back last call
First the glass, then leaves that pass, then comes the snow
Ain't much to rake anyway in the fall
After a hard day of nothing much at all
The summer's past, it's too late to cut the grass
There ain't much to rake anyway in the fall
Sometimes I just ain't in the mood
To take my place in back with the loudmouths
You're like a picture on a fridge that's never stocked with food
I used to live at home, now I stay at the house
And everybody wants to be special here
They call your name out loud and clear
Here comes a regular
Call out your name
Here comes a regular
Am I the only one here today?
Well, a drinking buddy that's bound to another town
Once the police came and took you away
And even if you're in the arms of someone's baby now
I'll take a great big whiskey to you anyway
And everybody wants to be someone's here
Someone's gonna show up, never fear
Here comes a regular
Call out your name
Here comes a regular
Am I the only one here today?
Kneeling alongside old Sad Eyes
He says opportunity knocks once, then the door slams shut
All I know is I'm sick of everything that my money can buy
A fool who wastes his life, God rest his guts
First the lights, then the collar goes up, and the wind begins to blow
Turn your back on a pay-you-back last call
First the glass, then leaves that pass, then comes the snow
Ain't much to rake anyway in the fall
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Westerberg
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