Lyrics:

And if you can't think of anything, then you gonna drink 'n think it later
(I can see, I can see, I can see, I ah)
Later, before you go
(I can see, I can see, I can see, I ah)
And when you go baby, you're gonna think what you coulda done better
So come on, let it go, take it all

Your baby got a postage on the line

Turn up later at your bicenten where you think about dad and you think about death
(I can see, I can see, I can see, I ah)
Everybody looks like a stair with the miles between us, spit in the wind till he winds the tiller
(I can see, I can see, I can see, I ah)
When you make bartender with an eighty eight track and everybody laughs in the middle of the chair
(I can see, I can see, I can see, I ah)
You get a little special at shakin' your ass in that class, it's not gon' make you better - okay?
(I can see, I can see, I can see, I ah)

Keep it under your best friend's arms [x9]