Head turning the minutes she’s working her way across the floor.
Low Cuts painted on ten legs swaying like you ain’t seen before
It drives me crazy baby when you’re hanging on his arm
And don’t you think you’re way to good at playing with my heart.
Well come 3 am you’ll be at my door
You’ll spend the night just like the night before
When the lights come on it’ll be just like yesterday
And it won’t matter anyway
Another shot of whiskey when the sweet balm hit me when I see you out there shooting pool
And I know you ain’t about him you just like to see me drowning so I just play it cool
Cause I know later all you’ll lay your head on my pillow
I lay waiting for the day when we tell each other no
Well come 3 am you’ll be at my door
You’ll spend the night just like the night before
When the lights come on it’ll be just like yesterday
And it won’t matter anyway
Well come 3 am you’ll be at my door
You’ll spend the night just like the night before
When the lights come on it’ll be just like yesterday
And it won’t matter anyway
Lyrics Submitted by Jem