Big salty tears Are what I tasted As I drove Past your house tonight And now they're resting On my burger As I start to fry
Big salty tears Here in line Even those young fresh fellows They don't sound too good tonight And all those break lights That are in front of me They leave a watery red design
I'm at the age when I realize The liquor store won't bring you back I must be getting old I'm at the drive thru And I'm making my face More fat fat fat fat fat A big salty tears
I'm at the age where I realize Nothing actually Just do what I'm supposed to do Two Seventeen First window please A big salty tears
