Lisa's Birthday - Drive-By Truckers

It’s always Lisa’s birthday when I get that call

She’s got no money for a cab, she’s way to drunk to walk

Lisa’s had more birthdays than there are sad country songs

About trying to love two women and only taking one girl home

It’s a good thing that her dancing shoes don’t run on gasoline

She could dry up Texas in one night the way she feels that beat

If I don’t find 'em under the bed we make love on

She’s lighting Lisa’s candles, they’ll be burning all night long

So happy birthday Lisa, Good evening Jim Beam

Goodnight, all you socialites, don’t wait up for me

I’ll be out way past the time the scene’s no sight to see

But y’all don’t live with Lisa, and she don’t stay with me

It’s always Lisa’s birthday when I get that call

Her car’s not where she parked it it’s with her wallet and her phone

Lisa’s had more birthdays than there are sad country songs

About trying to love two women and only taking one girl home

I get older and Lisa keeps on turning twenty-one