Tekst
Well, something's in the air
burning hot and sweet
there's a man over there
sittin' in the street
I'm over here
with a rusted forty-four
sittin' on the steps
of your back door
it's one of those days
Well, the only thing that moves
is the laundry on the line
and a dusty dog that bites
just to kill the time
If you should find
you roll into this town
Honey, do yourself a favor,
roll straight back down
it's one of those towns
...
well, the man I'll lovin'
sure do treat me mean
he's the meanest man
I most ever seen
I go around
tryin' ta make amends
he goes to town
and screws it up again
he's one of those men
well, something's in the air
burning hot and sweet
there's a man over there
sittin' in the street
I'm over here
with a rusted forty-four
sittin' on the steps
of your back door
it's one of those days
