Текст песни A Real Bad Day

I found her number and a note she wrote Deep in a pocket of a real old coat It just got by me someway I must have had a real bad day Said she was all moved in And I promise it sure look fine Suggested I come by and see her sometime Said all the pictures are new And I'll turn them all for you She said; 'I get home at a quarter to six And I'll be waiting for your call' 'I'll fix you something I'm sure you're gonna love But we don't have to; we don't have to eat at all.' No that's one of the problems off life out on the road Little notes like this got no aria code I don't know what else to say I'm having a real bad day Said I'll get home at a quarter to six And I'll be waiting for your call I'll fix you something I'm sure you're gonna love But we don't have to, we don't have to eat at all No that's one of the problems off life out on the road Little notes like this got no aria code I don't know what else to say I'm having a real bad day I don't know what to say I'm having a real bad day I'm having a real bad day