Cheek-Moose Blood

I guess it's time to write another one about being drunk And I just sit outside with a smoke on It's too late, its too late his jaw's all over the place And you know this one ain't like the last one And I, I can't believe that he stole her car He left the keys but he's got a good heart His hand ain't nothing if it hasn't got a ring on it It's time to pack it in You gotta give it up for him This one ain't like the last one The winter's going to end She's got the old bill round again This one ain't like the last one And I, I can't believe that he stole her car He left the keys, but he's got a good heart His hand ain't nothing if it hasn't got a ring on it So what you doing around here again? What did you tell your friends? I heard you tell your friends that I'm the one who don't mind Of course I mind Of course I mind And I, I can't believe that he stole her car He left the keys, but he's got a good heart His hand ain't nothing if it hasn't got a ring on it