(McNabb)      You might step up here, have you no soles on your shoes   You wear that lost look girl   Your winter coat is soaked right through   I'm smokin' Luckies, tell me what they do for you   'Cos I'm a frame of reference   As to what can happen when you lose      You get somewhere to find that it's behind you   Leave your dreams where they are   They last a while that way   Save wasted time   Spend it   When you've nothing else to do   You've gotta get high to understand the blues      Hank Williams never came this way   You still can hear him sing   On the eight-track in the driver's cab   My tire-chain and my wedding ring   So come here little girl   Your body's soft and warm   She is a good wife   She's forgotten just how to treat her man      Chorus