Memory of America — Episode 9

Hey, I was doing just fine before I met you I drank too much and it's an issue, but I'm okay Hey, you tell your friends it was nice to meet them But I hope I'll never see you again

I know it breaks your heart We moved to the city in a broke town car Four years don't cause A million looking pretty in a hotel bar

But I can't stop No, I can't stop So better Hold me closer in the back seat of your world

But that I know you can't afford Bite that tattoo on your shoulder Pull the sheets right off the corner Of the mattress that you stole

From your roommate back and hold And create advocate