[Verse 1: Andrew Thomson] She had the house to herself But she didn't know how to roll it So I showed up Saturday night And I left on Sunday morning Said I got somethin' real important She said "I got more, and it's imported" I got a mailbox down in Michigan where the details aren't recorded I recognized the name, but the papers never showed a picture She said "I gotta get away for a little while 'cause he got out on good behavior." Said, "I heard it was a personal favor He's the kind of guy that finds the strings Gets his friends to pull them later." [Bridge: Andrew Thomson] She held herself up as things were gettin' rough The things that we do for what we think is love And she was all sungla**es and cover up [Verse 3: Andrew Thomson] Yeah, I'd show up Saturday night And I'd leave on Sunday morning We made it a routine for a couple of weeks Other details aren't important She said, "I gotta get to Denver before his probation's over." Asked if I wanted to come along but she knows that I can't cross the border She said "It's over. It's not you, it's the court order." And now Denver's got a hold of her And I can't even get a hold of her 'Cause I guess I got Yeah I guess I got an old phone number [Bridge: Andrew Thomson] And if you end up calling back I'll be gone, here's all I ask: Ask around Find out where I am Go drop me a line Just make some sort of contact 'Cause I'm sick of feeling like this I'm sick of being this mess