Ted Wulfers – I Got Hote Late lyrics

I GOT HOME LATE
Ted Wulfers

I got home late, The Kennedy was a breeze
Tonight I met a girl, bring a man to his knees
I said baby, doncha understand
I make my livin’ in a rock ‘n roll band
So don’t expect me to blow my dough on you

She said, “Boy, you remind me of a guy I used to know.
I can’t remember his name.
Damn, it was so long ago.
He used to write songs about me
I left his heart in misery
An’ now he’s got a boss and a big ole cubicle.”

It’s hard to catch yourself when you fall
And it’s hard to buy a pair of pants when you’re over six feet tall
You just got to let it go, turn the key and let your feelings show
Tell her you love her, even you don’t

Some say love is a thing of the past
Kinda like a big ole truck that’s run outta gas
I used to wish I had someone
But I’d miss out on all this fun
So bartender, bring me another beer

It’s hard to catch yourself when you fall
And it’s hard to buy a pair of pants when you’re over six feet tall
You just got to let it go, turn the key and let your feelings show
Tell her you love her, even you don’t
I got home late, The Kennedy was a breeze

All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2002 Ted Wulfers
Wheres My Marlin Music (SESAC)
Lyrics Used By Permission

CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitars, Bass, Organ, Harmonica
L.P.: Duet Lead Vocal
Aaron Weistrop: Guitars
Jeff Kelly: Drum Set
Matt Ciccone: Piano
Mike Racky: Pedal Steel

Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Manny Sanchez
Mixed by Manny Sanchez
Mastered by Richard Dodd