Special 20

Special 20 you hang the moon for me With your clay red hair and crooked teeth I walk when you talk and it's no surprise With your whiplash tongue and hurricane eyes Special 20, it's no surprise A man is mostly a fool at best Like the man who hurt you before I might be horn-headed and dark-hearted at times But if you're not mine to hold then I can't stop you if you need to go Special 20, do you want to go? You can dance up a storm and I wonder if you're coming home tonight They'll be down at the quarry and the waters gonna be just right Special 20 are you coming home tonight A man is mostly a fool at best Like the man who left you behind I might be horn-headed and dark-hearted at times But if you're not mine to hold then I will listen when you say goodbye Special 20 did you say goodbye?