I sat down and put a on the bar A and a beer, let's forget where we are And keep 'em coming till I drink that whole up up that cup till I can't stand up Look around, see the room's got there's Sunny by the jukebox Grab my drinks, headed over to say But had to think, do I owe him any late up nah, I'm all paid up huh Yeah I made it last time I came up town up Sunny? {What up?} How's business? {How you doing Sean? I ain't you in a couple of minutes} Man I just been working and get the rent right and be perfect, how bout you? {Oh you know how the same old go Hustle through the wind, rain, or tornado} Yeah bro, time catching up The bar kept the drinks fresh enough conversation, no pretension I up my whole fifty bucks and then some It was getting close to call So I grabbed my and stood up like that's all But say {Hold up Sean, it's your day I need a favor, let me throw some your way} I sat down in the booth I said, I know your Sunny, what I gotta do? He said {I'll you three-five piece of the pie If you pick up a for me on the eastside tomorrow} Three and a half for an and a half Saint Paul and only ten dollars gas Yeah I can handle, give me all the Only one though, I won't bring a pistol He laughed and said {It ain't like that It's simple, grab the package and come back It's a tattoo shop, it's called...} Shhh don't {They some nice cats} Nice cats? {Cool as an Well jack {Discretion is a must Keep a hush, other than that I give a fuck} Cool, I got this, it's like dinner And then I stepped out the winter
I got behind the wheel of my Streetlights shining on my face, you can see it The rearview reflection got I starting talking to the image in the I said, you should go back in and Sunny will understand, will be fine Sean calm down, get a grip, tripping I a deep breath and put the key in the ignition Stop being a now, man up down twenty-six with thoughts of handcuffs Pulled out on Lyndale, by a couple of drunks broad side of my truck