Story Behind the Song
With his girl out of town, a guy with a lingering alcohol problem embarks on an epic night of misadventure- resulting in the inevitable.
Lyrics
In my suit
I strut down Tenth Avenue
My mutating point of view
Moves me from hearth and home
To points unknown
Ill admit
The problem with alcohol
It doesnt take much at all
To make me feel Elvis-like
Jesus-like
Duh, youd be dumber than dumb (if you took number one)
Youd be dumber than dumb, dumb-dumb
Duh, youd be dumber than dumb if you took number one
Its been a day
Since Baby went out of town
I really need her around
I tend to destabilize
Late at night
Now in this bar
This one is Scorpio
She clocks at five foot 0
Shes flashing them goo-goo eyes
She grabs my tie
Duh, youd be dumber than dumb (if you followed her home)
Youd be dumber than dumb, dumb-dumb
Duh, youd be dumber than dumb if you followed her home
Duh, you were dumber than dumb (when you took number one)
You were dumber than dumb, dumb-dumb
Duh, you were dumber than dumb when you took number one
Duh, you were dumber than dumb (when you followed her home)
You were dumber than dumb, dumb-dumb
Duh, you were dumber than dumb when you followed her home
Duh, you were dumber than dumb (when you took number one)
You were dumber than dumb, dumb-dumb
Duh, you were dumber than dumb when you took number one
Nine A.M.
I lie in Tenth Ave.
My mutated point of view
Took me from hearth and home
To points unknown
Ill admit
The problem with alcohol
It doesnt take much at all
To make me feel Elvis-like
Jesus-like
(Hey Mister, you OK?
Everything OK with you?
You cannot stay here)
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