85

I'm just of real sad folk
And '85 was our best year
And she says it gets much worse
Before it gets any better
So I take it with a grain of salt
For the other means I wonder
Why it doesn't keep her up at night
Like it does me
We talk the way you do
And I have a sweet or two
For my only plus you say
They're getting bigger every day
So I take it with a grain of salt
For the other means I wonder
Why it doesn't keep him up at night
Like it does me
I'll be in your car
I locked the keys in your car
I'll be in your car
For now
"You want to fool around?" I ask
I get a sour reply
From the other wheel that always
Rises to the occasion
So I take it with a grain of salt
For the other means I wonder
Why it doesn't keep you up at night
I'll be in your car
I locked the keys in your car
I'll be in your car
For now
I've been a mess for some time
Now I get what I deserve
For someone who leaves behind
A life I can't do better
So I take it with a grain of salt
For the other means I wonder
Why it doesn't keep you
Up at night
Up at night
Up at night
Up at night
Like it does me