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Honky Tonk Hideaway

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VERSE 1
It’s a quarter ‘till two in the afternoon
But it feels like seven at night
Got a customer screamin’ and the phone keeps ringin’
I don’t see the end in sight
I’ve got to get some time just to clear my mind
And think about nothin’ at all
At a place where I don’t bang my head
Against the old brick wall

CHORUS
I know a little slice of heaven out on Route 45
It’s got everything a workin’ boy needs to survive
There ain’t no better way to shake the daily routine
No sign of a computer or a fax machine
Well, the DJ’s crankin’ out my favorite song
Friends are waitin’ for me, now it won’t be long
You can tell the boss I took a little holiday
At my honky-tonk hideaway

VERSE 2
But for now, I’ll calm down and get my feet on the ground
And try to get the work day done
All I’ve got to do now is try to make it through
Until the moon overtakes the sun
And then I’ll hit the street just as quick as my feet
Can carry me to my car
Then I’ll be headed down the road
To my favorite honky-tonk bar

CHORUS
It’s a little slice of heaven out on Route 45
It’s got everything a workin’ boy needs to survive
There ain’t no better way to shake the daily routine
No sign of a computer or a fax machine
Well, the DJ’s crankin’ out my favorite song
Friends are waitin’ for me, now it won’t be long
You can tell the boss I took a little holiday
At my honky-tonk hideaway

VERSE 3
I can see it up ahead, the letters blinkin’ red
On a little-bitty neon sign
An minute now I’ll be slammin’ one down
And leavin’ my day behind
And if I play it right, you know I just might
Get to dance with Cindy Lou
And then she’ll finally see that I’m the boy
To make her dreams come true

CHORUS
It’s my little slice of heaven out on Route 45
It’s got everything a workin’ boy needs to survive
There ain’t no better way to shake the daily routine
No sign of a computer or a fax machine
Well, the DJ’s crankin’ out my favorite song
Friends are waitin’ for me, now it won’t be long
You can tell the boss I took a little holiday
At my honky-tonk hideaway
You can tell the boss I took a little holiday
At my honky-tonk hideaway



Behind the Music

Well, every songwriter needs at least one song about Honky Tonks in the catalogue, so here’s mine. Don’t look for any great spiritual insights here!



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