Lover Too Late

(álbum: The Bible & The Bottle - 2008)

In an all-night diner 'bout a quarter 'til three
A pretty girl's cutting bedroom eyes at me
She takes her coffee one sugar, one cream
She takes her coffee just like me

In an all-night diner off the interstate
Too much fun outrunning fate
With a fork she pokes the eggs on her plate
I said "Baby what's wrong? ", she said "It's getting late"

And what more is there left to say?
When we watch tomorrow turn today
And why'd you have to look at me that way?
My honey, my darling, my lover too late
My honey, my darling, my lover too late

In a run-down room is where we'll lie
Lose all meaning of wrong and right
We can be each other's if for just one night
And if the sun comes a-calling, pull the curtains tight

From a run-down room off the interstate
Headed in to work about an hour late
If loving you could earn a steady pay
I'd never have to work again another day

And what more is there left to say?
When we watch tomorrow turn today
And why'd you have to look at me that way?
My honey, my darling, my lover too late
My honey, my darling, my lover too late

And why'd you have to look at me that way?
My honey, my darling, my lover too late