作词 : Larry Fleet/Jake Mitchell/Josh Thompson

作曲 : Larry Fleet/Jake Mitchell/Josh Thompson

I'm one tall boy short of a buzz

I'm one dollar short of a buck

I'm one any man short of a prayer

I'm one going short of going somewhere

Yeah, and I could kiss these problems goodbye

If I just started treating 'em right

They'd slam the door, pedal to the floor

Suitcase in a two-tone Ford

Flip the bird, say some words

Like they ain't coming back no more

Maybe that's just what I need

Betting they'd get sick of me

Just like you

If I could fall in love with my problems

My problems, my problems

Well, maybe they'd leave me too

Oughtta send Four Roses some flowers of mine

Try to put a ring on a neon light

Start making plans and moving too fast

Yeah, there goes trouble hauling ass

They'd slam the door, pedal to the floor

Suitcase in a two-tone Ford

Flip the bird, say some words

Like they ain't coming back no more

Maybe that's just what I need

I'm betting they're getting sick of me

Yeah, just like you

If I could fall in love with my problems

My problems, my problems

Maybe they'd leave me too

Maybe they'd leave me too

Yeah, and I could kiss these problems goodbye

If I just started treating them right

They'd slam the door, pedal to the floor

Suitcase in a two-tone Ford

Flip the bird, say some words

Like they ain't coming back no more

Maybe that's just what I need

Betting they'd getting sick of me

Just like you

If I could fall in love with my problems

My problems, my problems

Well, maybe they'd leave me too

Maybe they'd leave me too