The ragged clothes you wore
Made you look like a hobo, ten to four
The neighbors pound the floor
We're cracking up until we couldn't take no more
From you, the wine, the heater glow
Warming up under icy Midwest skies
And I would have left here long ago
But knowing you means there's always some surprise
We're done with keeping score
Flipping through all your records across the floor
The snow has blocked the door
We played them all and we'll play a couple more
From you, the wine, the heater glow
Warming up under icy Midwest skies
And I would have left here long ago
But knowing you means there's always some surprise
So I wrote it down, kept the night around
Kept it right here with me
Wrote it down, kept the night around
Kept it right here with me, right here with me
The ragged clothes you wore
Made you look like a hobo, ten to four
The neighbors pound the floor
We're cracking up until we couldn't take no more
From you, the wine, the heater glow
Warming up under icy Midwest skies
And I would have left here long ago
But knowing you means there's always some surprise

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