Some got a boat they like to float. Some got a story they sugar coat. Some got a clue and then some don't. It takes all kinds. . Some got a beer they like to drink.
I'm driving in my car alone. You called me on the telephone. How many times will it take till I'm convinced. That you're using me, I'm just a used-to-be.
I don't want to talk it over anymore. We said it all last night and time and time again before. You don't know what you put me through. When you walk out the door.
Now I come and go as I please. From down here up North and in between. But baby its a shame. Cause I always feel the same when. I can't see Texas from here.