You've been my Friday night girl
A few Fridays in a row
And here we are again, yeah
I guess we're on a roll
I've been holding out a little
Been tryna take it slow
Hope it don't run you off
I think you oughta know
I can be your long-haired hippie type
Lose my razor sometimes
Known to let them four letters fly
I can be your glass half full
Or an empty pack of matches
Sunday morning sunglasses after Saturday night
And I'll take it as a good sign
Your hand's still in mine
And you're smiling after everything I say
And you ain't running yet
I tend to drink more whiskey
When I feel a cold coming on
When I get a little tipsy
I forget to check my phone
I've never been one for
Long walks on the beach
More into floating on a boat
And dangling my feet
I can be your long-haired hippie type
Lose my razor sometimes
Known to let them four letters fly
I can be your glass half full
Or an empty pack of matches
Sunday morning sunglasses after Saturday night
And I'll take it as a good sign
Your hand's still in mine
And you're smiling after everything I say
And you ain't running yet
No, you ain't running yet
Girl, I don't blame you if you wanna leave right now
But you might wanna stick around
If you don't mind a long-haired hippie type
Lose my razor sometimes
Known to let them four letters fly
I can be your glass half full
Or an empty pack of matches
Sunday morning sunglasses after Saturday night
And I'll take it as a good sign
Your hand's still in mine
And you're smiling after everything I say
And you ain't running yet
You ain't running yet
No, you ain't running yet