Bobby Joe

One night, I drove from California To Tombstone, down in Arizona Where I sang in Bobby Joe’s bar He said girl, I know you’re gonna go far We drove to Mexico with wind in our sails We had to stay, when they threw Bobby Joe’s ass in jail I had nowhere else to go I stole me a truck and drove back home Got a call from the border patrol To come pick up poor Bobby Joe I never had so much fun with my clothes on Even when, everything goes wrong Sorry Bobby, I used you for my own song I never had so much fun with my clothes on Woke up, hungover in Nogales So sick, we could’ve been in Dallas Well here’s a lesson to be learned If you play with fire, you’re gonna get burned When he got out Bobby looked fried I never laughed so hard in my life You know, I was greener than green Don’t blame me, I was just seventeen I never had so much fun with my clothes on Even when everything goes wrong Sorry Bobby, I used you for my own song I never had so much fun with my clothes on I never had so much fun with my clothes on Even when everything goes wrong Sorry Bobby, I used you for my own song I never had so much fun with my clothes on Never had so much fun with my clothes on