Yellow Cab and a Five Cent Cigar Paroles

with my beer in my pocket, my smokes in the fridge,
and I don't know why I've got this bite mark on my neck.
What happened last night?
What did I say, what did I do?
And can you tell me why my hands are all black and blue?
Oh, and can you tell them I'm sorry,
I'll be out of here the second that I find my car keys.

And I tried all night to grab your attention,
but we all got left behind.

All I remember: it was Saturday night,
I stepped on her shoe, she asked for a light,
and I tried to hide
but when I turned around and she was only two steps behind,
asking me what I thought about
coming with her back to her house.
I don't know,
but all I know is. . .

And I tried all night to grab your attention,
but we all got left behind.