Dark Highway-The Trews

Laid out Sunday morning Trapped inside your bed The blues came without warning I crept inside your head D**e sick hot head lady Listless and confused Baby you ain't pretty You sure ain't front page news Get off the dark highway That roads a losers game If you feel my pain You don't need it Get off the dark highway Tel me whats your story Traveling gypsy queen Are you seeking allegory By trying the obscene Hazy observations Staring at the wall Crazy conversations That mean nothing at all Get off the dark highway That roads a losers game If you feel my pain You don't need it Get off the dark highway How long till I get over How long till I get back I know your mind ain't sober I've got you pegged Get off the dark highway That roads a losers game If you feel my pain You don't need it Get off the dark highway