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Roman Candle

Baby makes me crazy, cynical, and lazy

Loves me like a daisy that she pulls apart.

Never on the level, flying off the handle

Like a Roman candle burning in my heart. 

Always asking questions, hardly ever listening

In between the kissing, wish your lips stood still.     

But ya’ keep complaining, screaming, and debating,

Guess I’ll keep the bacon 'cause I've had my fill.

So, dry those pretty eyes, dear Desdemona’ don’t you cry.

Go find a guy who will abide, to call your own.

I’m headin' down the line where city girls they go all night,

Because your Mr. Right just needs some time alone.

So. I'm taking the long way home.

Endless aggravating, driving me to drinkin’, 

Loopy, got me thinking where it all went wrong.

Message in the bottle, milk is going sour

Pour me down another lonely jukebox song.

And dry those pretty eyes, dear Desdemona don’t you cry

Go find a guy who won’t defy, to call your own.

I’m headin’ down the line, where city girls they go all night,

Because your Mr. Right just needs some time alone.

So. I’m taking the long way home.

Incomplete and in too deep your still waters run shallow.

Through your flashy sequins all aglow.

And although she tastes so sweet she’s kind of hard to swallow. 

So. for now I’d better let you know

Your boy is going solo.

So, dry those pretty eyes, dear Desdemona’ don’t you cry.

Go find a guy, who will comply, to call your own.

I’m headin' down the line where city girls they go all night,

Because your Mr. Right just needs some time alone.

So. I'm taking the long way home.

Yes, I'm taking the long way home. (Repeat)