Cooper Copenhagen - Back of the Busy Bee Blues Lyrics

Every morning it's something new, well, your car's out of gas, can't find your shoes
Don't know how you got there or where you've been, looking like a hungover lesbian
If you just push your bed to the middle of the room, you can wake up every morning on whichever side you choose
Think about it, baby, I'm too drunk to drive, and those speed-trap, small-town coppers sound like suicide
I know a back road, little around the bend, go ahead and order me a beer and a shot of Jim
Don't get too excited when my boots walk in, Lord knows you know half of the county and all of your daddy's friends
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Head down 66, I'm going to see you tonight, buy you sunglasses if the moonlight gets too bright
Sneak in the side door at the back of the bee, there's a coked-out country cover band and drinks are cheap
Only pretty woman in the whole damn room, full of all those motherf*ckers and their hey dude shoes
Music's so loud, we're gonna have to shout, I know we're supposed to be a secret, but I think they're all going to find out
Blond hair swinging, cowgirl butt and green eyes that kill, Lord, I'll take you somewhere fancy, but you ain't got no heels
Head out to the parking lot a quarter to two, good Lord, you little girlie, where'd you put your shoes
Guess I'd drive you around till the sun comes up, I swore I thought I saw her cut you off, I guess you had a little bit too much
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Head down 66, I'm going to see you tonight, buy you sunglasses if the moonlight gets too bright
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Head down 66, I'm going to see you tonight, buy you sunglasses if the moonlight gets too bright