Train Wreck
Album: Train Wreck
By: Lindsay Lawler
By: Lindsay Lawler
Duration
4:13
Genres
Description
We all have a girlfriend who is a Train Wreck when she goes out for the evening...sometimes even ourselves. And if you've ever been that girl, and feel the effects as you lay under your desk at work the next day...then this song is for YOU!! The most fun to dance to at my live shows!
Lyrics
That girl's a train wreck, whiskey on her breath, tangled hair, ain't gone to bed yet, Rip in her hose, last night's clothes, still smells like cigarette smoke, Broken heel, one earring left, where the other one's at is anyone's guess, last night's fun is the next day's mess, That girl's a train wreck. Let me tell you a story 'bout a girl you all know, See her Thursday night at the cotton-eyed joe, Says, "just one drink, then I'm headed home." Well one turns to two, two turns to four, next thing you know she's two or three more, Up on the bar, gone too far, Lord she thinks she's a rock n roll star, Hand in the air trying to get us all to sing a Skynard song, That girl's a train wreck, whiskey on her breath, tangled hair, ain't gone to bed yet, Rip in her hose, last night's clothes, still smells like cigarette smoke, Broken heel, one earring left, where the other one's at is anyone's guess, last night's fun is the next day's mess, That girl's a train wreck. Well she's two more hours til her coffee break, she'll do one more thing and then she might take a little fifteen minute nap on the breakroom couch. She's got two new messages on her phone, From some guy who says his name's T Bone, Well, Lord knows what that's about, it just seems to happen every time, that she goes out. That girl's a train wreck, whiskey on her breath, tangled hair, ain't gone to bed yet, Rip in her hose, last night's clothes, still smells like cigarette smoke, Broken heel, one earring left, where the other one's at is anyone's guess, last night's fun is the next day's mess, That girl's a train wreck. That girl's a train wreck, whiskey on her breath, tangled hair, ain't gone to bed yet, Rip in her hose, last night's clothes, still smells like cigarette smoke, Broken heel, one earring left, where the other one's at is anyone's guess, last night's fun is the next day's mess, That girl's a train wreck.
