Cool

We drop down and we paint it black The boys out, time to run it back ‘Cause baby’s coming over and we’re looking for trouble troves A quick shot of the Captain Jack I’m flushed out of my witty cracks Just save me, ‘cause I’m gonna get a whiff of the I don’t know Now the night is growing young I can hear you praying, but I want you to come Put a dime inside your mood Tell the bartender he can save me a stool All the nights you put me through I know we’re cool A drunk down and a couple blacked The first out of a caving pack Just tell me when you wanna get away from the night we chose I step out on the Natty crack The shirts down and you know that you want that Spare me, not a sinner, but a creeper in poor man’s clothes Now the night is growing so Hazy, can you take me for a walk on the coast? I need time and maybe you Lately got me feeling like a drain on the mood All the nights you put me through I know we’re cool Now the night is growing old Catch my breath, walking out in the cold There’s a place my memory knew Oh God, I’m alone, where’s the party we threw? All the nights you put me through All the nights that you put me through All the nights you put me through I know we’re cool I know we’re cool (We drop down and we paint it black)