Midnight At Surf Liquor

She was the boy on the bread truck drinking a cold beer
riding down the road on a late night delivery
she got higher than the sour dough clouds
that were pouring out the stacks on the Pioneer Bakery
She said “no” to her old friend when he said come on girl
come on let's go drinking

Chorus

And it's midnight at Surf Liquor
I'm four months sober keeps running around her head
she points out the Stoly slams a six pack on the counter
and says never mind man gimme a lottery ticket instead

She was the girl with the Seagram's in a Coca Cola can
getting ripped on the beach making the sand pipers scatter
She saw the beautiful motorized sea gulls
and the miracle of God in the Coppertone Banner
She sees her old drinking buddy's car
but she runs by The Circle Bar

Chorus

Heading down Pier Street I'm gonna be all right
Oh but where can I get a cup of coffee this time of night
I did everything out of loneliness and stupid things for love
but I don't want no chemical faking me out or messing me up
And it's midnight

She was the boy on the bread truck drinking a cold beer
riding down the road on a late night delivery

© 1992 Liberty Beach Music
From the 1992 album, “The Sweetheart’s Collection”

http://www.DavidHarris.com libertybeach1@mail.com All songs written by David Harris. Copyright 2006 Liberty Beach Music, BMI. Used by permission.

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