Eastside

Don't ever drive to the Eastside for a guy He'll send you straight home after a good bone But you've got a long way for a good cry And if you're lucky, he'll slip you a fifty For your plan B Never drive Never drive for a guy When you're on your way he'll be sure to say "Hey! would you mind picking up a case of beer?" When you show up and he's in his sweats, you can bet He'll say "Hey! Would mind if tonight we just hang out here?" And if you've any luck, he won't get too drunk to get it up Get it up Never Drive Never Drive for a guy Don't ever drive to the Eastside for a guy Don't ever drive to the Eastside for a guy