Story Behind the Song
"My second marriage was dissolving, and I realized retrospectively that it's sudden downturn had coincided with her "business trip" accompanying her boss a month earlier.
I made up the part about the girl at the bar like a movie star and the part about I'm a long way from perfect! My second wife wasn't."-Fred
Lyrics
(verse 1)
I'm a workin' man, I do what I can,
to bring home a dollar bill.
And you make it all right, ever single night,
I'm always so sure that you will!
but now you've been away for a number of days;
I know you have your own work to do.
There's no one to blame but things just aren't the same,
starin' at four walls without you!
(chorus)
I'm a long way from perfect,
you're a long way from home.
I'm a long way from bein' sure,
that you're by yourself,
and I'm a long way from bein' alone!
In a crowded cantina,
I get quietly stoned.
I'm a long way from perfect,
you're a long way from home!
(verse 2)
There's a girl at the bar like a movie star!
She looks good in just the right light.
When she glances my way I'm ashamed to say,
I wish I was single tonight.
Now the clock's strikin' one and the fadin' sun,
of your love keeps holdin' me back.
Wish that I knew if you were still bein'
true,
to give me the courage I lack!
(repeat chorus)
(interlude)
In a crowded cantina, I get quietly stoned.
I'm a long way from perfect,
you're a long way from home!
I'm a long way from perfect,
you're a long way from home!
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