Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Birthday Boy , by - Drive-By Truckers. Song from the album It's Great to Be Alive!, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 29.10.2015
Record label: ATO
Song language: English
Birthday Boy |
| «Which one’s the birthday boy?» |
| She said, «I ain’t got all night |
| What’d your momma name you? |
| You can call me what you like |
| Every skinny mystery |
| Gotta make it hard somehow |
| Sit your narrow ass down, hotshot |
| I’ll solve yours right now» |
| Got a girlfriend, don’t you, boy? |
| Nervous hands can’t lie |
| Married men don’t ask how much |
| Single ones ain’t buying |
| One day, you’ve got everything |
| Next day, it’s all broke |
| Let Miss Trixie sit up front |
| Let her wipe your nose |
| Working for the money like you got eight hands |
| Flat on your back under a mean old man |
| Just thinking happy thoughts and breathing deep |
| Between your mama’s drive and daddy’s belt |
| It don’t take smarts to learn to tune out what hurts more than helps |
| The pretty girls from the smallest towns |
| Get remembered like storms and droughts |
| That old men talk about for years to come |
| I guess that’s why they give us names |
| So a few old men can say |
| They saw us rain when we were young |
| «Which one’s the birthday boy?» |
| She said, «I ain’t got all night |
| What’d your momma name you? |
| You can call me what you like» |