Drinking Alone

Eighteen wheels in southwest Texas
Tumble weeds blowing across the road
Bad storm up ahead, coming in real fast
You pull into a roadside motel
The neon lights are winking next door
All in all, everything a man could ask

Drinking alone
A long ways from home
Make a quick call back there
Then you’re on your own
Drinking alone
A long ways from home
Temptation reach out and touch you
(Trouble can sit down beside you)
When you’re drinking alone

She’d test the vows of any man
Hello, another round or two
Her jeans so tight, must’a been painted on
Slip off together, head to the room
A kiss behind locked doors
Wanting her bad, you check that blinds are drawn