Walking Papers (2012)

Capital T

You’re easy on the eyes baby

Yeah you’re wise beyond your years

I say that I’d like to call it a night

You’d like to stay until my money disappears

I have to wake up early and I think we can agree

That I’ll never get a good night sleep

With you lying here next to me

You’re making it hard

Hard on me

You’re a temptress

It’s torture

You’re trouble baby

With a capital T

You’re only getting started

Yeah you’re only shifting gears

You want a beat you can dance to

I like the songs that bring the cowboys to tears

So I’ll lay awake with worry

Wondering where you’ve been

You’ll be dancing ‘til the sun comes up

I don’t know if I’ll see you again

You’re making it hard

Hard on me

You’re a tyrant

It’s torture

You’re trouble baby

With a capital T