Carry Me Down The Street The Front Bottoms

It’s late at night and she’s walking
Because her friends didn’t want to leave
My cell phone rings and she’s talking
Jesus Christ, this is all I need

Don’t worry, baby, I’m coming
To carry you down the street
And I will try to get there soon
Before the alcohol finds your knees

And I just hung up the phone
And I think that I’m alright
Because I am in such a better mood
Than I was earlier tonight
Yeah tonight, yeah tonight, yeah tonight
Yeah tonight, yeah tonight

And he knows he’s making money the dirty way
But he could not care less, because he’s got bills to pay
And his friends are coming later; they don’t plan to stay
And he already cleared his history three times today

She doesn’t like the cut scenes or the way it fades
But she could not care less, because her bills are getting paid
And she’ll go to church and pray to God one day
But is she getting in to heaven? There’s no fucking way