Noon...Friday afternoon won't be so long
Some...things will be back just where they belong
Lies... i told... dried... and folded cold
You're the queen to my ace of clubs
Coffee in the mornin' never
Stop me in the way i think of you
By now seen as the silly loner
But i'm just some heavy lover
So girl, look at me now with your smile
Hold my hand and we can go for miles
