Sideways

Intro: I show up for work on time at least five days a week, Punch that clock and toe the line just to make ends meet. Every day on my way home I pass them neon lights, But I been thinking all day long about stopping in tonight. I might get a little sideways, Like I did in the old days. Every once in a while you know, I slip off the straight and narrow. Sitting down on a barstool, Cutting up like a dang fool. Now and then on Fridays, I might get a little sideways. I'm gonna call my baby up when that quittin' whistle blows, Girl put on your dancing shoes and grab my party clothes. Meet me down at the rendezvous on highway seventeen, We'll stoke up that jukebox and let off a little steam. We might get a little sideways, Like we did in the old days. Every once in a while you know, We slip off the straight and narrow. Sitting down on a barstool, Cutting up like a dang fool. Now and then on Fridays, We might get a little sideways. Instrumental We might get a little sideways, Like we did in the old days. Every once in a while you know, We slip off the straight and narrow. Sitting down on a barstool, Cutting up like a dang fool. Now and then on Fridays, We might get a little sideways. Now and then on Fridays, We might get a little sideways.