Where Did You Go I'M Less Of A Mess These Days (Dwight Baker Remix)

Downtown with my baby on a Saturday night
Push start the car up, but the feeling was right
Uh-huh (but the feeling was right)
Uh-huh (but the feeling was right)

You live next to the club down on Montrose street
We can listen to the Pixies from your bedroom suite
Uh-huh (but the feeling was right)
Uh-huh (but the feeling was right)

We break in the museum in the middle of the night
Run from the security and out of the light
I miss those old days with my beautiful friend
I wonder where you are and how the hell have you been?

Downtown with my baby on a Saturday night
Push start the car up, and the feeling was right
(But the feeling was right)
(But the feeling was right)

It's depressing as fuck
Yeah, so I'm calling you up, oh
It's depressing as fuck
Fucking, yeah, I'm calling you up
Yeah, I'm calling you up

Blow up the mattress and we slept on the floor
Black polka dot bikini you wore, uh
We're sittin' talkin' 'bout how good all the sex is
Yeah, 'cause it was bad with our exes

Remember music and when it didn't suck?
I tried to write for you like Morrissey would
Instead, I stumble through the songs in the back of my truck
You said you love the way I sing 'cause it's depressing as fuck (as fuck)

It's depressing as fuck
Yeah, so I'm calling you up, oh
It's depressing as fuck
Fucking, yeah, I'm calling you up
Yeah, I'm calling you up

Where do you go
I tied you down
Where do you go
I tied you down

It's depressing as fuck
Yeah, so I'm calling you up, oh
It's depressing as fuck
Fucking, yeah, I'm calling you up
Yeah, I'm calling you up

(Where do you go) it's depressing as fuck
(I tied you down) yeah, so I'm calling you up, oh
(Where do you go) it's depressing as fuck
(I tied you down) fucking, yeah, I'm calling you up
Yeah, I'm calling you up