Shivaree

I don't need more light
I just need the phone
Got my bags and my tags
I'm driving home
You say I'm meaner
I know I'm bled
So you hold your tongue and
I'll hold my head
Stealing home
I don't need more rest
I just need a light
What a mess, let me guess
I'll be allright
Look at this party
I'll get them fed
Then you hold your gun
And I'll go to bed