Warm Beer And Cold Women

This is about a um...I’d kinda reached the end of an emotional cul de sac one particular evening um. It’s a strange sort of evening I ending up at a little fine old place called ’The Three little Pigs’. Well I was staring at the beer nuts and the swizzle sticks and the the three little pigs and I was getting a lot of visual and verbal insubordination from a double knit character in the corner. Intro:   |    |    |    | single notes VERSE 1: Warm beer and cold women I just don’t fit in Every Joint I stumbled into tonight That’s just how it’s been.            All these double knit strangers with Gin and vermouth and recycled stories In the naugahyde booths.            And the platinum blondes and tobacco brunettes I’ll just be drinkin to forget you babe I’ll lite another cigarette.            And the band’s playin’ something by Tammy Wynette And the drinks are on me tonight.            all my conversations now I’ll just be talkin’ about you baby ah borin’ some sailor as I try to get through              I just want him to listen now I said that’s all you have to do he said I’m better off without you till I showed him my tattoo         now the moon’s rising ain’t got no time to lose time to get down to drinking tell the band to play the blues         drink’s are on me I’ll buy couple rounds at the last ditch attempt saloon             instrumental verse Warm beer and cold women oh I just don’t fit in Every Joint I stumbled into tonight That’s just how it’s been.                      All these double knit strangers with Gin and vermouth and receding hairlines In the naugahyde booths.            And the platinum blondes tobacco brunettes I’ll just be drinkin to forget you babe I’ll lite menthol cigarette.            And the band’s playin’ something by Johnny Barnett at the last ditch attempt saloon