Get Down

My sweet little mama, I’m eighty miles away
I hope that **** at work was sick today
I’m running a little late I can’t wait to see your face
I got the cranberry and the Belvedere

When I pulled away last time you were trampling my mind
In your wrap-around skirt and my old flannel shirt, oh my
You’ve been so good to me and I’m a-missin’ your company
Well tonight’s the night we’re gonna have us a hell of a time

Chorus
We’re gonna get down, get down, like we’re in Louisiana
We’re gonna get down, get down and dirty tonight
You know that deep down, deep down I got a wildfire burning bright
But it’s a matter of time, whoa
I wish we never have to say goodbye

Little lady I know I got it in me I can be a pretty decent guy
But I might be screwing myself with this kind of life
I’m a first class vagabond, life of the party and then I’m gone
Living off of whiskey and inconsistency

It’s been 30 days, 30 nights, 30 beds and 30 fights
30 maybes and 30 mights, my heart’s a black and blue
You been so good to me and I miss you like you wouldn’t believe
Well tonight’s the night I feel I’m coming home to you