It s just another wasted morning
While I m holding up the wall
Too much tequila makes me wonder
Why I m heading home at all
Get that honky tonk feeling
Every time your arms grow cold
I suppose that s the reason
I need a home away from home
So I ll say one more time
And I hope you ll understand
If I can t find it in your arms babe
I m gonna find it where I can
I can t refuse them lonely women
Lord I know just how they feel
So I ll just keep pretending
What you been giving me is real