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