Rowboat

Rowboat, row me to the shore
She dont want be my friend no more
She dug a hole in the bottom of my soul
She dont want to be my friend no more
Pick me up, give me some food to eat
In your truck going no place
Ill be home talking to nobody
Youll be strange, youll be far away
Big fat moon
And my bodys out of tune
With the burning waves
Shes a billion years away
Dog food on the floor
And Ive been like this before
She is all
And everything else is small
Pick me up, give me some alcohol
In your truck playing the radio
Ill be home with the gasoline
Youll be stoned, youll be far away
Rowboat, row me to the shore
She dont want to be my friend no more
She dug a hole in the bottom of my soul
She is all, and everything else is small