Half of my life spent in a folding chair
All of this time reclined in a folding chair
Accepting defeat I shuffle my feet
Down the concrete of this city street
Cigarette in hand momma playing it cool as I can
I'm not sure what to think anymore
When you're breaking all our plans
I can't concentrate with your heart beating
Could you turn it down a hair?
I can't concentrate with your heart beating
Could you turn it down a hair?
Don't quit on me babe just think if you stayed
We could kill an afternoon at the Factory Arcade
Just give me one day more
And give me something to play for
Ain't nobody in this town ever gonna top my score
And if we run it back I'll keep my will intact
I can't concentrate with your heart beating
Could you turn it down a hair?
I can't concentrate with your heart beating
Could you turn it down a hair?
Half of my life spent in a folding chair
All of this time reclined in a folding chair
You won't catch me hanging 'round the phone anymore
It only makes me feel let down
No longer waiting on the line with four-letter words
I don't care to repeat at this time