East Side Love Song (Bottoms Up) Songtext
von Turnpike Troubadours

You′re such a sight in dashboard light
You're an old-forgotten photograph in shades of black and white
Don′t it feel alright? Well, we got all night
Ah, your daddy's gone to Kingston, bettin' on a rooster fight

Oh, bottoms up now, darlin′, let′s get on back to town
Well, the bottoms aren't the kinda place you need to hang around
Let′s get on back to town
Let's get on back to town


And he′s full of pride in a double wide
Got the house and seven acres after his grand-daddy died
And it's how you′ve been, won't you come on in?
Pull you up a stool, it's good to see you all again

Oh, bottoms up now, darlin′, let′s get on back to town
Well, the bottoms aren't the kinda place you need to hang around
Lеt′s get on back to town
Let's get on back to town

It′s a coal black sky and thе coonhounds cry
The distant hunters shine their lights as they go passin' by
And they′re moving east, through the bodark trees
Oh, your old man would kill us both if he caught you here with me


Oh, bottoms up now, darlin', let's get on back to town
Well, the bottoms aren′t the kinda place you need to hang around
Let′s get on back to town
Let's get on back to town