Turned on the car, quarter to 3.
Clock's flashing 12:00 like you never held me.
Forgot how to pray, so I'm singing "Suzanne."
Quarter after 4, can't steady my hands.

Even the moon stays for an hour past its use-
come on pretty babe,
what's the rush to shake me loose?

And I'm more cracked up than all of Howard St.
It's 11 in the morning, still can't rise up to my feet.
Bought a case of Boh and a pack on Winston reds
like I'm in a race to know where I'll end up when I'm dead.

Even the moon stays for an hour past its use-
come on pretty babe,
what's the rush to shake me loose?

And I'm more torn up then the letters that I sent.
You've got sins on you too, babe, but I doubt that you'll repent.
Yeah, it's all over town - you've got it in for me.
Well revenge is best served cold. I like mine with irony.

Even the moon stays for an hour past its use-
come on pretty babe,
what's the rush to shake me loose?

Britain won a war in 45 minutes flat.
You won me with 3 words babe, but you can't blame me for that
'cause me I'm not strong, I ain't the fighting kind -
I'll plant an olive tree where we used to test the lines.

Even the moon stays for an hour past its use-
come on pretty babe,
what's the rush to shake me loose?

Even the moon stays for an hour past its use-
come on pretty babe,
what's the rush to shake me loose?