Lyrics
Bobby's in a barroom brawl
While Becky's in a bubble bath
Bobby's just a little bit small, but he sure is fast
His daddy was a dirt road driver
His mama was a devil dog
He could have been a little bit brighter, but he sure was strong
Becky wouldn't wait for Bobby
So Bobby moved to Hollywood
Bobby never said, "I'm sorry," but he knew he should
Now Bobby's in a wild-west movie
While Becky's in her bunk bed
They both feel a little bit gloomy about the things they said
(Chorus)
Ain't it just like pride to come and lay some hurt on you
Open up your eyes, Bobby, Becky's hurtin' too
Now Bobby's on a step stool seated
And Becky's at a wishing well
She's praying Bobby's heart's still beating, but it hard to tell
Now Bobby's getting tired of talking
To the trash on the T.V.
Grabs his belt and starts walking down to the sea
Now Becky's in the shower singing
Some sad song from the southland
She's giving every word new meaning like a woman can
Now Bobby's on the railroad riding
His thoughts are rolling like a wagon wheel
He's trying not to get excited about the way he feels
(Chorus)
Ain't it just like pride to come and lay some hurt on you
Open up your eyes, Becky, Bobby's hurting too
Now Becky's in a dead end diner
Cleaning counters with the Soft Scrub
And every song's a sad reminder of the one she loved
Bobby never did feel finder
Than when he jumped off of the train tracks
He made his way to that diner never looking back
Come on grab your mattress money mama
Don't you think you're friend would understand
I never thought that apron looked good on ya
I never meant to shake the devils hand
So come on Becky, Bobby's got a plan
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