From the recording Green
Take me to a sports bar in the strip mall on the weekend
We’ll split three pitchers, play some pool, you’ll touch my knee and
Drop me off later with nothing but a honk and goodbye
We won’t look at each other ‘cause we’re scared either one of us will try
But you can kiss me if you want to
Just to test the waters
Boy you make me shy,
Is there something here to save?
Are we holding out for friendship?
Are we holding out in vain?
You are chasing sunsets in the Arizona canyons
And I am chasing stages in a Winter so Canadian
And honestly I don’t think of you when I’m boozing with some far out clowns
But every Chevrolet will be your truck when I make my way to town