Текст Donovan Woods – Virginia Firm

Well, I’m in this story but I keep forgetting
To put you in, honest, to tell me your name
I bought her in April, I got introduced to her
I owned her for months, I slept with her once

I’m in the car, the rain clouds keep coming
She said she would meet me, where could she be?
The baby’s inside her, he’s sleeping quite soundly
It’s almost three-thirty, where could she be?

I was always at your place still roaming and fishing
Just laying there wishing I could sleep in my head
She’d say, «I’d say I’m sorry, but I don’t need forgiving
‘Cause we’re none of us sinning, love, asleep in our beds tonight.»

Asleep in our beds tonight asleep in our beds
On a Monday, well, I’m good as gold
On a Tuesday, well I’ve been let go
On a Monday, well, I’m good as gold
On a Tuesday, well I’ve been let go

Well, I’ve been let go

Well, I’m in this story but I keep forgetting
To put you in, honest, and tell me your name
I bought her in April, I got introduced to her
I owned her for months, I slept with her once