Stuffed inside of this phone booth baby with everything that I own
Go on put all the blame on me just don't hang up the phone.
You know that I feel meaner than any man could be
I'm all alone in bad company
I left at three in the morning don't have to tell me I know
Only music in town was on the 7-11 radio
I'm dead tired of heartaches walking all over me
I'm all alone in bad company
If you give me some direction I'll give it a try
It's Friday night wherever I am and I feel like getting high
I wasn't fooling you and now any fool can see
I'm all alone in bad company
Writer(s): Joseph S Flood, Brian Henneman
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