Rode around, Tennessee
Till they stole my car
Hoping for a chance to meet
Alligator girl
The electric guitar
I jumped in the river
Swam to the bar
Hoping to be the liver
Wake from, clever thunder
Pull the covers from my face
Lift my head off my pillow
Check the darkness just incase
She wakes
Daughters off at a buss-stop, praying
I'm a busted TV-screen
Thought I heard it outside of an 'ol church playing
Mister pitifull and goodnight Irene
Later on, my hotel
Stared up at, stuck on a star
How many sweet songs, I wrote for the
Alligator girl
The electric guitar
Wake from, clever thunder
Pull the covers from my face
Lift my head off my pillow
Check the darkness just in case
She wakes
She wakes
She wakes
She wakes
