Bruce McCulloch - Lift Me Up lyrics

When I met you in that airport bar, brown shoes, brown suit, brown tie, black socks, vodka and Clamato juice in your gruff hand, I thought to myself "Wow, what a looker." When I looked up and saw you standin' there, fixin' that jukebox, workin' hard, scruffy clothes, all hungry like a mule, jeez, you look like a bike courier. And I thought to myself: Lift me up, don't f** me over Lift me up, don't hurt me, sweetie Lift me up, don't f** me over Lift me up, don't steal my wallet Now I know I'll never be alone Because you're only ( only) lonely ( lonely) lonely ( lonely) I've been hurt I've been to trade school I know I'm not much I know you're married But if you go, will you leave your key on the counter? And if you come on up to 3A, please know that as you come to play What game I really, really, really, really need is for you, you, you to Lift me up, don't f** me over Lift me up, don't hurt me, sweetie Lift me up, don't f** me over Don't have s** then get real creepy Now I know I'll never be alone Until the morning ( morning) morning ( morning) morning ( morning) When I was in college, Christ, that was... that was 20 years ago. God, almost 30 now. I was pretty fit; my friends called me "Skeeter", which seems sort of stupid now, but at the time it wasn't, trust me. We used to get drunk and take the guys' cars apart and put them together in other places. It was a hell of a lot of fun. Oh, my flight's been delayed. Boy, you can't trust airlines. I'm a salesman and, um... I know this sounds stupid, I've never told this to anybody before but, uh... Sometimes I'll just sit there in my car and I say "Oh, um, if I sold X amount of units over the next 10 or 20 years, how much would I make? And if I sold Y amounts of units over the next 10 or 20 years, how much would I make?" Sometimes I just wonder... if it all could have been different. Whoa, this is my last call of the day. It's weird... jukeboxes are like celebrity d**hs: seems like three go at once. It's either too dead or too crazy with this job. You know, some people drive around and sing to their radio and when someone looks at them, they get embara**ed. I don't. When someone looks over and I'm driving my truck and I'm singing "She's got legs, she knows how to use 'em" I don't get embara**ed. God, I just sing louder. I have a sh**load of fun. My best friend's married and my last three girlfriends have all been the same age. Sometimes when I get drunk, I wonder... if it all could have been different. Lift me up, don't f** me over Lift me up, don't hurt me, sweetie Lift me up, don't f** me over Don't have s** and then get creepy Now I know, I know you even though I don't really know your name ( know your name) know your name ( know your name) know your name If you'll only lift me up