Going Out

You’re looking at yourself a lot

Standing in the glass with a costume on

Posed for no one but you were caught

Ruffled dresses and parasols

Rhinestone rings and high-heeled soles

Wrapped in cloth from your head to toe

Cover up your shoulders

We’re going out and it’s cold

Leaving all our enemies

And my man at the back door

The night was frosty

The cool air and the kind breeze

I saw my best boy standing

At the bar where I left him

Walking off the winter

I’m going out in the cool cold air

Leaving all my enemies

And my lows at the back door

Staring out the window

I’ve got my rings and my rhinestones

Dusting off my cuffs

Rain rolls down

And the wind howls

And your feet are wet and cold

Rain rolls down

Like an empty sound

And you’re walking home alone

Rain rolls down

And the dogs don’t howl

And your feet are wet and cold

Rain rolls down

Like an empty sound

And you’re walking home alone