I got dust on my tennis shoesnCouple empty bottles of beernThey were called ModelonThey were made in MexiconThey were pretty goodnnI got a jar full of penniesnNickels, and quarters, and dimesnI gave the ordersnNot to get my quartersnShe gets them every timennShe’s my ladynAnd we fight sometimesnDrive each other crazynPlumb out of our freaking mindsnAt the end of the daynIt don’t matter, what you saynShe’ll be standing, right by my sidennWell I stayed out late last nightnAt a friend of mine’s garagenUntil 2:00amnWe were listening to the stonesnSmoking a couple bowlsnTaking it all innnI only told her I’d be gone a little whilenSaid baby don’t you worry nonenShe was mad as hellnAnd I came in and fellnRight back in lovennShe’s my ladynAnd we fight sometimesnDrive each other crazynPlumb out of our freaking mindsnAt the end of the daynIt don’t matter, what you saynShe’ll be standing, right by my sidennI got dust on my tennis shoesnCouple empty bottles of beernThey were called ModelonThey were made in MexiconThey were pretty good