作曲 : Cooley, Drive-By Truckers
It's always 
Lisa's birthday when 
I get that call
She's got no money for a cab, she's way too drunk to walk
Lisa's had more birthdays than there are sad country songs
About trying to love two women and only taking one girl home
It's a good thing that her dancing shoes don't run on gasoline
She could dry up 
Texas in one night, the way she feels that beat
If I don't find them under the bed we make love on
She's lighting 
Lisa's candles, they'll be burning all night long
So happy birthday, 
Lisa, good evening, 
Jim BeamGoodnight all you socialites, don't wait up for me
I'll be out way past the time, the scene's no sight to see'
Cause y'all don't live with 
Lisa and she don't stay with me
It's always 
Lisa's birthday when 
I get that call
Her car's not where she parked it, it's with her wallet and her phone
Lisa's had more birthdays than there are sad country songs
About trying to love two women and only taking one girl home
I get older and 
Lisa keeps on turning twenty-one