Don't Talk to Me

You're so pretty baby I'm so blue
So hard for me to keep my hands off you
I can see your bra beneath your armpit there
I can see the outline of your underwear

Stand back baby, honey don't talk to me

Have another drink and darling to wreck my life
I got seven children and a mean smart wife
She can hear me think and smell the things that I dream
What I'm dreaming now could make a dead man

Stand back baby, honey don't talk to me

You're so pretty baby and I'm so weak
Mid-life crisis on a bad luck streak
You could kiss me once and make a brand new man
All of Christmas is one night

Stand back baby, honey don't talk to me

You're so pretty baby and I'm half dead
Ghost town city up inside of my head
Still it blooms a flower through the main street dirt
Every detail matters but the best things hurt

Stand back baby, honey don't talk to me
Yeah, stand back baby, honey don't talk to me