Alone In Bad Company - The Bottle Rockets

Stuffed inside of this phone booth baby with everything that I own

Go on put all the blame on me just don’t hang up the phone

You know that I feel meaner than any man could be

I’m all alone in bad company

I left at three in the morning don’t have to tell me I know

Only music in town was on the 7−11 radio

I’m dead tired of heartaches walking all over me

I’m all alone in bad company

If you give me some direction I’ll give it a try

It’s Friday night wherever I am and I feel like getting high

I wasn’t fooling you and now any fool can see

I’m all alone in bad company