Trip over my words as big as stones
I finally get her on the bar telephone
I said "Honey, I'm tired of being alone"
Now I'm not the kind of man brought to tears
But the best damn words that I've heard in years
She said, "baby, you gotta come back home"
Now I'm sorry, boys, I hate to leave you here this way...
I'm going 45 miles in 25 minutes
45 Miles in 25 minutes
I'm tired of feeling empty
I'm tired of being alone
45 Miles in 25 minutes
45 Miles in 25 minutes
She said she'd take me back if I could find my way back home
The girls at the bar, they're all pretty and nice
But, fellas, let me give you some good advice
They're no good to you if you're starting to roam
Sure, they'll laugh at your jokes and bat their eyes
And hint at some sweet hidden surprise
But nothin' beats a sweet little woman at home
Now I'm sorry girls I hate to leave you here this way...
I'm going 45 miles in 25 minutes
45 Miles in 25 minutes
I'm tired of feeling empty
I'm tired of being alone
45 Miles in 25 minutes
45 Miles in 25 minutes
She said she'd take me back if I could find my way back home
