1011 Blues - 2:38
1011 Blues

I just let my cigarette
with the matches that I got
at that motel down South
where you danced in the parking lot
I got to you in the Nick of time
that was the night I declared you mine

the streets I walk hum like a catgut string
stumblin' drunk can't stand up
Lord its a crying shame
All I want is someone to treat me right
I fell from grace but I'll fall for you tonight

neon dreams and sad cafes
is all Jonas Scott has got to fill his lonesome days
I ain't talking about nothing against the law
just want take you across the county line
and have a ball