Lyrics:
Well you think that you're some womanAnd this is some kind of townAnd you know that this manIs gonna follow you all aroundTo the ends of the county To the edge of the stateGoin' all around the world Ridin' on your tailgateI'm not used to your attentionYou usually turn and walk awayDays of redemptionWhat have you to say? (3x)Now?Well you got some kind of nerveLookin' the way that you areIn your Bob Dylan t-shirtFillin' up my tip jarYou keep bringin' me whiskeyYou keep askin' me for my songsYou sent me your number girlI hope that you did not take it wrong'Cause I'm not used to your attentionYou usually turn and walk awayDays of redemptionWhat have you to say? (3x)Now?