Wasting away in a cheap motel
On the wrong side of town. It's hot as hell.
There's car grease under my fingernails.
The truck's in the shop cause the engine failed
And I don't have a friend I can call for help
So I'll just sit back and let the stray dogs yelp
And watch TV till I''m on my way
To the next town that I play

Funny how I don't seem to mind
This monumental waste of time
Cause everything always seems to work out fine.

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Maybe someday I'll hit the ceiling
Maybe someday I'll break on through
Maybe someday I'll find that feeling
Maybe someday you'll feel it too
Maybe someday you'll understand me
Maybe someday I'll be alright
Maybe some may call me crazy
But maybe someday will come tonight.

You've come to stay over here at my place.
Lying beside me we're face to face
And it doesn't feel quite like I thought it would.
But all in all things are going good.
And I don't know if I'll be around next year.
But now it feels right to stay right here
And to fall asleep listening to Aimee Mann
And not care where we stand

If I should die before I wake
Or set my heart up for a break
This is a chance I think I simply have to take.

Chorus

Solo

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Ward Williams