Since the turntables on me, I've been steady learning lonely
Keeping this turntable spinning on everything from Jones to Jens
Slowly planning my survival in a three-foot stack of mine
Since you had to walk out of it, I've been having a record
I bet you thought before you left, I'd just sit in silence by myself
Turn this house into jail, die slow and live in hell
But love's got a funny way of keeping me alive
And you won't even let up my score, I usually make it through Saturday, so
I'll bet her off when I flip her over one bourbon, one scotch, one beer
Having a record
Quarter notes and Hank's halftime are pounding on this heart of mine
Song to song, you pass my time with two speakers on ten
You're good
Couldn't go and kiss me up all night
Along with songs and a key of life
I'm either gonna get over you
Or I'm gonna blow out my ears
Yeah, right tonight, doing God knows how
And I'm stuck in the heaven of that
You'd even let me go crazy
I'm counting on a needle
To save me
I drop it in a groove
And we go round and round and down in a spiral
I guess I really ought to call and thank you
A rediscovering-headed stranger
Got down with old James Brown and found a new grass revival
If you find your way back, I owe you a bill
For my record, yeah
Quarter notes and Hank's halftime
Are pounding on this heart of mine
Song to song, you pass my time with two speakers on ten
You're good
Couldn't go and kiss me up all night
Along with songs and a key of life
I'm either gonna get over you
Or I'm gonna blow out my ears
Yeah, right tonight, doing God knows how
And I'm stuck in the heaven of that
You'd even let me go crazy
I'm having a record
I'm having a record, yeah
I'm having a record, yeah