I was standing with my hands in my pocket and a cigarette hanging off my lips She was dancing on the sidewalk singing 'bout the life that she lived as a kid I was buzzing off the whiskey so I listened for a minute with my back up against the bricks Told another sad story from a woman who was tryna make a living with her hips Oh lady, oh my, why don't you take me for a good time Down to a place where the bad people go Where the beer's all cheap and the good weed smokes And the stage lights up and you leave your clothes And the cops don't come 'cause they know we won't leave We're already home I was walking with my hands in my pocket and a little bit of bourbon on my breath I was following a woman from the bar, 'cause she knew about a thing, at least that's what she said Oh lady, oh my, why don't you take me for a good time Down to a place where the bad people go Where the beer's all cheap and the good weed smokes And the stage lights up and you leave your clothes And the cops don't come 'cause they know we won't leave We're already home Down to a place where the freaks come 'round And the sun don't rise 'til the booze runs out And the guns go off but the music too loud And the cops don't bother tryna shut it down because we We're already home I was walking with my hands in my pocket and a late night buzzing in my ears Left a girl from the bar at a party 'cause I know that she don't belong here Oh lady, oh my, why don't you take me for a good time