I want this night to end Sitting here hanging out, with all of my stories, too many secrets for one man to hold Catching up on our lives, out on the I in on a red eye from Austin Jackie rode his bus in, straight Los Angeles Brady said got busted, and it really cost them probably never go back, to Charleston again
Singing come on, singing on, through that old red door You know seen the likes of us, coming in here before Laughing, singing, drinking, drifting troubadours like it's always Friday night, behind that old red door
Bobby just found out Shelly left him She she couldn't stand how he was, never around He always his cards, before he read them Well he just laughed it off, and brought the damn house a round
Singing come, come on, through that old red door You know they've seen the likes of us, in here before Laughing, singing, whiskey drinking, drifting Living like it's always night, behind that old red door
The sun is to peek in, through the window Dominoes are face down, just Charlie is gain My sides are aching, all the bad jokes It's the kind of night that you want to end
Singing come on, singing come on, through that old red You know they've the likes of us, coming in here before Laughing, singing, whiskey drinking, troubadours Living like it's always night, behind that old red door
come on, singing come, come on through that old red door You know they've seen the likes of us coming in here Laughing, singing, whiskey drinking, troubadours Living like it's always Friday night, that old red door. Yeah we're like its always Friday night, behind that old red door