Lyrics

Did you ever get a ticket A ticket to the show Did it ever make you nervous How far they might go To stay in the applause To keep inside the light And what they say when they call home at night, it's Can you pick up the phone Can you cut through the line Then don't you worry momma I'm alright I think I'm just in my head I'm gonna go back to bed Don't you worry momma I'm alright I's just missing you some But tomorrow ill be fine I'm waiting on a paycheck A paycheck that's enough Then I'll towel off my makeup And say I'm done I want off the train Get me off the ride But until then ill call home at night And say Can you pick up the phone Can you cut through the line Then don't you worry momma I'm alright I think I'm just in my head I'm gonna go back to bed Don't you worry momma I'm alright I's just missing you some But tomorrow ill be fine I'm taking down the tight rope poles The ones that go up to the stars I'm folding up the nets for them Look how worn out they are How worn out they are Can you pick up the phone Can you cut through the line Then don't you worry momma I'm alright I think I'm just in my head I'm gonna go back to bed Don't you worry momma I'm alright I's just missing you some But tomorrow ill be fine
Writer(s): Warren Carter Hulsey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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