I got early up mornings, shower and shave. no time to feel alone. i got do my job daytimes work like a slave. don't even notice she's gone. i got meet my friends evening's over a beer. laughing and talking no sadness here. all too soon they disappear. guess it's time for me to go home?
that's when i miss those mary lou nights. that's when i feel that emptiness as i turn out my lights. i try to sleep and dream about her as i fold my pillow tight, oh how i miss those mary lou nights.
I found some little places i go to eat. they serve me home cooked meals. there's that great little laundry just down the street. we've made us a deal. i'm wearing clean shirts and i guess i'm well fed. i don't feel the hurt stayin' home instead of here. except late at night when i turn down by bed and i finally face how i feel.
Oh how i miss those mary lou nights.