She walks in late at night
I can smell the whiskey, ask if she's alright
She usually says she's doin' fine
But she said, "I had a bad day
And I came home just to hear you play"
"Okay baby, what you wanna hear?"
"Play me some Mickey and the Motorcars
Some highways and broken hearts
A little Randy Rogers to forget today
Robison or Ragweed
Down again and maybe constantly
Texas angel sing it for me
Play me somethin' that I know
You can be my personal radio"
Well I was playin' in a small town bar
Me and a friend and this old guitar
Two battles of Jack under neon lights
She came to me in a little black dress
Said, "My relationship ain't nothin' but a mess
Tonight I told his sorry ass goodbye"
"Play me some Mickey and the Motorcars
Some highways and broken hearts
A little Randy Rogers to forget today
Robison or Ragweed
Down again and maybe constantly
Texas angel sing it for me
Play me somethin' that I know
You can be my personal radio"
She said, "Hold on to the bottle
I don't wanna think about tomorrow"
She said, "Hold on to the bottle tonight"
She said, "Hold on to the bottle
I don't wanna think about tomorrow"
She said, "Hold on to the bottle tonight"
"Play me some Mickey and the Motorcars
Some highways and broken hearts
A little Randy Rogers to forget today
Robison or Ragweed
Down again and maybe constantly
Texas angel sing it for me
Play me somethin' that I know
You can be my personal radio"