Alison Foley - Better Than Ezra

Calmly, like a razor

I got us on the door

Or I got a tape of clerks

Someone left the night before

So I come over later

You’re sittin' in that chair

Smokin' on your cigarette

Fingerin' you hair

So I get drunk and stoned

Every time you come around

So I get drunk and stoned

Every time you come around

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Twenty nine and aimless

You bartend down on fourth

Your parents pay insurance

And the Parson’s Audit course

Over schooled and uninspired

Tust fund up your nose

All the wasted talent but, uh

Ain’t that how it always goes?

So I get drunk and stoned

Every time you come around

So I get drunk and stoned

Every time you come around

Yeah, yeah, yeah

So long, Allison Foley

So long, bye, bye

Comeup higher, comeup higher, comeup

Comeup higher, comeup higher, comeup

Comeup higher, comeup higher, comeup

Comeup higher, take a step higher

Sometimes you understand the reasons

How you went astray

Least of all the answer

But it hurts to watch you waste away

So I get drunk and stoned

Every time you come around

So I get drunk and stoned

Every time you come around

Yeah, yeah, yeah

So drunk and stoned

So drunk and stoned

So long, so long

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

So long, Allison Foley

So long, bye, bye

So long, Allison Foley

So long, bye, bye

Yeah, yeah, yeah