i've been waiting here   for a long time   and i don't know if i can   get it out fo my head   i'm singing songs like you   know i been dead   and it's getting kind of   frustrating again      my old lady won't come   home again   she stays out all night   but we won't even fight   she won't tell me what's wrong   she won't tell me what's right   and that's about the shape i'm in      be nice and find some waves   too low that i can't see the waves   behind the sun that shines on me   sometimes make a fool of me      i've been singing these   blues for a long time   would you take me home   and put me to bed?      i need your love in   my arms and beer   for my head   so i can fall on through   to the end      be nice to find some waves   too low so i can't see the way you shine   those eyes that start the day for me   make a fool of me