Boy I was missing my guitar
Sat in that corner booth
And stared onto that water jar
I wiped it off the table
And ordered a pitcher of beer
īcos Iīm still about to wonder
What am I doinī here
That lady at the bar
I guess she really seemed to know
What a guy like me was out for
She had the blues like me, for sure
Woman letīs do it, yeah letīs do it
Woman letīs do it one more time
Woman letīs do it, hey letīs do it
Why donīt we do it one more time
I woke up in her bed
I didnīt feel so very well
Stampede of cattle in my head
Nowhere around, my blue eyed gal
Oh God I have the blues
And I am missinī my old car
Should try to get some news
About that girl there at the bar
Woman letīs do it .