Too Late The Hero Wyatt Earp's Ale Mug Lyrics

You call this a party?
You're lacking piñatas
And compelling conversation.
Did I think that this would work
While you carry drinks in pockets like a gunslinger?
But my standards are down baby
And you're cute as a bee.
If you keep on trying we can make this happen.
Where the hell is your friend when I need her?

I know who you are.
You're my wasted years staring back at me.
I hate to break it to you.
I'm not the kind of guy your mother warned you about.
You're better than this,
And you're wishing I was the type to
Wake up in the morning with my head in my hands.

You call this a party?
You're seasoned and I'm shy.
We'll fix that another time.
My blood is clean and I'm of age yet I'm hiding from the god d___ police.
Are we having fun yet baby?
Looks like you've shown some good times.
Go ahead and say you love me;
You don't have to mean it.
Wouldn't want that on my mind.

You know who I am?
I'm your wasted years staring back at you.
I've got some news for you,
I've got it bad.
I'm not proving anyone right tonight.
Don't you dare touch me.
I don't know just where you've been.
And things were going so well.

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