85

I'm just of real sad folk

And '85 was our best year

And she says it gets much worse

Before it gets any better

So I take it with a grain of salt

For the other means I wonder

Why it doesn't keep her up at night

Like it does me

We talk the way you do

And I have a sweet or two

For my only plus you say

They're getting bigger every day

So I take it with a grain of salt

For the other means I wonder

Why it doesn't keep him up at night

Like it does me

I'll be in your car

I locked the keys in your car

I'll be in your car

For now

"You want to fool around?" I ask

I get a sour reply

From the other wheel that always

Rises to the occasion

So I take it with a grain of salt

For the other means I wonder

Why it doesn't keep you up at night

I'll be in your car

I locked the keys in your car

I'll be in your car

For now

I've been a mess for some time

Now I get what I deserve

For someone who leaves behind

A life I can't do better

So I take it with a grain of salt

For the other means I wonder

Why it doesn't keep you

Up at night

Up at night

Up at night

Up at night

Like it does me