Darlin' will you ring me up, will you take me to the drive-in, make a bed of your truck
Darlin', I wouldn't die for you but I might throw down in this dirt
Till these skinny knees turn blue
Just to beg a dance from you
If I believe in it, what wetness fills this cup
Can I turn it into hope or is it still just some whiskey shot
If it's money on my mind then it goes down rough
But if it's heartbreak that is drowning us then it goes down easy enough
If lyin' up a storm hurts as bad as this
Why then do you insist, lining your pockets with this shit
You ought shovel out your bed & lay for dead in it
But don't be calling me up when your sad that I don't regret
Well, ships go down & trains derail
Tanks overturn & pilots bail
But if there's one thing that I've learned in all of this
It's that sometimes we sink before we sail