Well I've done about a million things I shouldn't have
I paid my way on trains bound down to hell and back
But heartache comes from knowing just the simplest of things
Girls in dresses just don't look as pretty in the morning
Well I've found myself a few times on the right track
And as though I had a calling, I'd come crawling on back
The broken words I'm singing just as sad as anything
Girls in dresses just don't look as pretty in the morning
We are just the satellites that float around the bar
And we are all just paralyzed by thoughts of our first love
Racing down the interstate, and curse your lucky stars to see
Girls in dresses just don't look as pretty in the morning
Now I'm feeding myself lines I guess I'm drunk again
And the girl who's standing by me's like a mannequin
She's got such pretty eyes but I'm sure that she can't see
That girls in dresses just don't look as pretty in the morning
Blue eyed girl just like a queen, and pictures cut from magazines
She's holding on to everything, she's holding on to me
In truth are you a friend or foe, I hate most of the things I know
'Cause it don't matter where I go I see
That girls in dresses just don't look as pretty in the morning
Girls in dresses just don't look as pretty in the morning