Burn These Matches lyrics

Call me sometime, 595-1768 That's all she wrote, right below what looks like Kate What was I thinkin' even talking to her? Like a hole in the head, that's the last thing that I need I better burn these matches in my pocket Before they burn the hell out of me Chorus: Yeah and I know how this story goes Got a buddy who's been down that road Instead of firing 'em up and throwing 'em out He let that matchbook hang around Sure enough, one closing time That stranger wasn't hard to find He dialed her up and the rest is history I better burn these matches in my pocket Before they burn the hell out of me I should've left 'em right there Next to that beer I bought for her Should've said I was spoken for Before we got out on that floor and danced the Way we were What was I thinkin' even leading her on? I got everything a man could want or need Better burn these matches in my pocket Before they burn the hell out of me Repeat Chorus Anything a man could want, I got it I better burn these matches in my pocket Before they burn the hell out of me Call me sometime, 595-1768