Slow Flies


Slow flies on the window, slow hands on the clock
Slow flies on the window, slow hands on the clock
All I wanna do is go downtown, all she wanna do is talk

There's music down on Lake Street, Big George is back in town
There's music down on Lake Street, Big George is back in town
If I just take those first few steps...  maybe I'll go down

We used to go out dancing, we don't do that anymore
We used to go out dancing, we don't do that anymore
Ever since I tried the Red Rooster, woke up naked in a grocery store

I begged and I pleaded that she forgive me all my sins
I begged and I pleaded that she forgive me all my sins
She ain't forgave me nothing, never see me as innocent again

Still I can hear that trombone, Big George is back in town
Still I can hear that trombone, Big George is back in town
Maybe I'm the unforgiven, maybe I'll go down

Slow flies on the window, slow hands on the clock
Slow flies on the window, slow hands on the clock
Rocking chairs on the front porch, all I wanna do is rock 
Rocking chairs on the front porch, all I wanna do is rock 
Rocking chairs on the front porch, all I wanna do is rock