It's been forever and a day since I felt like this   Want a fifth of wild turkey upon a little kiss   And I don't miss that girl   If I did I wouldn't let it show      I might go to the moon   Might wind up dead   Wake up in mornin' in a stranger's bed   Well, I'm not concerned with any of that no more      Six years gone   Water through my hands   Well, you can blame it on me   Say, I wasn't your kind of man      Well, I'm in no mood to fight, no mood to bicker   Sittin' in the back seat, drinkin' your liquor   And everything tonight   Suits me just fine      Well, that little girl beside me barely knows her name   But she says, she loves it just the same   But I'm not about to say no when she   Offers me that a line      Six years gone   Water through my hands   Well, you can blame it on me   Say, I wasn't your kind of man      Six years gone   Water through my hands   Well, you can blame it on me   Say, I wasn't your kind of man      Yeah, blame it on me   Say I wasn't your kind of man