DRUNK DIALING BY PITTSBURGH BOB
DRUNK DIALING
Ring! “Hello?...” “Hey, Matt, brother, what’s happening?”…“Man, why you calling me in the middle of the night? You know what time it is?”...”No, what time is it, Matt?”…“You been drinking?”…Ah, I’m listening to my music. I might have had one…”
They call it drunk dialing
Half past midnight
You know I’m on a roll
Drunk Dialing
In the witching hour
Won’t somebody pick up their phone! (I hate to drink alone)
Sometimes l call distant cousins
Sometimes it’s my kids
Sometimes I call friends going though strife
Hell, sometimes I’ll even call my wife
(CHORUS)
I’m Drunk Dialing
And smiling
Telling people how much I love ‘em
Drunk Dialing
And smiling
Telling people how much I love them
I know I should wait ‘til morning
Let the sun come up
But then I’ll be hungover
Won’t be feeling all this looooooveee
CHORUS
Now I’m rambling
I say I should have been a monk
I hear someone in the background yell
Get off the phone with that a-hole, he’s just drunk
But I looooove you
No, I really do
Please don’t hang up
wait I think I might throw up
CHORUS
Someone picks up in a panic
Thinks there might have been a family death
I tell them no, I didn’t hear anything
I’m cooking fried potatoes, have you eaten yet?
That’s why I’m:
CHORUS
Something in that booze makes me thankful
It’s like some dang Cupid arrow
They tell me call tomorrow
But the moment will be gone, it’s only borrowed…that’s why…
CHORUS
HEY MAN, REMEMBER THE ALLEY, WE HAD SO MUCH FUN IN THE ALLEY, REMEMBER WHEN MR. RICETTI THREW THAT HATCHET AT US BECAUSE WE STEPPED ON HIS TOMATO PLANTS…WAIT…DID YOU SEE DATELINE, THAT GUY WAS A MANIAC…WAIT…DON’T HANG UP…I LOVE YOU…
SHE MY GIRL (NICOLE)
My girl came into our world in 1983
My wife and I were just babies having our first baby
She liked to jump around the apartment to Eddie Van Halen
Maybe a little of Christopher Cross’s Sailing
CHORUS
She my girl
Yeah, she my girl
I don’t need much else in this great ol’ world
My girl’s laze faire attitude getting to me
Helping me be who I want to be
A sixty something -year-old man
Singing in a…Rock and Roll band
Now I won’t lie, my girl sure is a little quirky
Told me one time she was gonna raise chickens and turkeys
And she smart, like to act as our family doc (she ain’t got no medical degree)
Freaks me out the way she looks at my skin marks
CHORUS
Now my girl like to debate people on that twitter
You know she love kiki pants and the more open houses the better
And now she has her own little baby
Parenting a hell of a lot better than me, that don’t surprise me, cause…
CHORUS
GET UP
Life chewed you up, spit you out, kicked you down…
You can’t seem to get off the ground
All you want to do is get under covers and take a nap
Yeah, you can’t handle life’s crap
You been beat up like a rag doll
Tossed upside down and all
You feel you gotta leave this town,
But you can’t even find your keys to get around
CHORUS
I say, Get up, get up, get up, get up
C’mon Get up, get up…
Your clothes and milk both expired
Man, you need a new set of tires
You might go crazy if you don’t lie down
Man, there’s only one thing I found…
CHORUS
One more punch and you’re down for the count
Referee on eight and your knees are giving out
But I’m telling you there’s a reserve tank
Get up jack, before it’s too late
I tell you the secret, It’s in the wisdom of all that stuff
Buddha, Jesus, Mohammad, some of that mystic muck
It’s really simple though, you know what they say
They say stay in the moment…get out of your own way
CHORUS…WHISTLE
GOING TO BE YOUR SUNSHINE
Gonna be your sunshine
Through the rain
Gonna be your sunshine
Through all that pain
Gonna be your sunshine
Get you thru the storm
Gonna be your sunshine
Gonna be your sunshine
On cloudy days
Gonna be your sunshine
When you lose your way
Gonna be your sunshine
Get you thru the storm
Gonna be your sunshine
CHORUS
And when you see no way out
Just reach, reach for my hand
And when you’re lost and don’t know what to do
Just call me, baby, I’ll be the lifeline for you
Gonna be your sunshine
When you’re feelin’ blue
Gonna be your sunshine
When you can’t make it through
Gonna be your sunshine Get you thru the storm
Gonna be your sunshine
CHORUS
REPEAT 1ST VERSE…
WHERE DO WE GO FROM HERE?
Where do we go from here
Now that we’re on the edge
Forward looks too hurtful
And backward hasn’t been spared
So where do we go from here
I’d like to know
Where do we go from here
Now that we’ve fallen so low
CHORUS
I thought we were doing fine
I thought we had made it through
I thought we’d know in time
Just what to do
But I didn’t see
How easy things could come apart
Like a loose thread on a dress
Neglect can unravel a lot
Where do we go from here
Now that we might lose this love
Do we have something inside us
To rise above
So where do we go from here
I’d like to know
Where do we go from here
Now that the cracks begun to show
I DON’T NEED THAT
CHORUS
I don’t need that
I don’t need that
I don’t need that anymore
When I was a kid had to go to school
Had to learn all about the golden rule
Had to get some kind of degree
So, I could get a job and improve my pedigree…but now…
CHORUS
Worked for the man for many years
Gave the company my blood, sweat, and tears
Raised a family, bought a house
Sometimes bit my tongue, stayed quiet as a mouse
CHORUS
Now I’m older, got my social security
So, I drink beer and like to party
Because time is compressing oh so fast
I gotta make this moment last!
CHORUS…3X between music interludes
MUSIC GONNA GET YOU THRU
When I’m feeling down
Don’t know what to do
I put on my music
Music gonna get me through
CHORUS
Sometimes it’s the blues
Sometimes it’s Rock and Roll
When I need a pick me up
Music gonna soothe my soul
In this day-to-day
My head sometimes spins
I need to slow down
Let somebody else out there win
One thing I rely on
It’s on a streaming device today
Those great songwriters of yesteryear
They’re gonna take my cares away
CHORUS
To a higher place
Outside my cares
To a higher place
The Gods of music living there!!
Save meeeee
From all my blues
Put on that sweet music
Let its power wash over you!
REPEAT 1ST VERSE
Sometimes it’s James Brown
Sometimes the Beatles or Stooooooones!...............
Maybe even Taylor Swift, maybe she gonna soothe your soul,
Maybe Ed Sheeran, Beyonce, or Taylor Swift gonna soothe your soul
WE’RE ALL AMERICANS
I believe we need an American evolution
Yeah, I did not say revolution
It’s the simplest of solutions…Stop the name calling pollution
We’re all Americans, yeah we’re all Americans
I believe in you and me
I believe in things we cannot see
You might disagree…But that’s ok, we’re in the land of the free
We’re all Americans, yeah we’re all Americans
CHORUS
Forget what they label you
Another human being is suffering too
Our souls gonna demand to be lit
Can anyone out there handle it
We’re all Americans, yeah, we’re all Americans
Gonna look back in disgust
How could we turn a nation into dust
Come on people, where the hell are the grown ups
We’re all Americans, yeah, we’re all Americans
I believe in right and wrong
I believe people are strong
I believe in the power of song
We’re all Americans, yeah, we’re all Americans
CHORUS
We let these clowns rule us
Bury us in debt and lose our trust
Come on people we must
Have an evolution, an American evolution
When did we all forget
Freedom of speech, yeah that was the bet
C’mon nobody lost yet
We’re all Americans, yeah we’re all Americans
I’m not talking about football All-Americans, I’m talking about you say what you say, I say what I say, let the chips fall where they may, We’re all Americans 6x…yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, YEAH!
RETREAT TO DEMOINES
I’ve been through a whole lot of changes
Spent my life trying to rearrange it
World keep spinning but I’m out of coins
Hell, I think I best retreat to De Moines
Retreat to where I come from
Retreat to my wife and son
I was hoping to lead them to a better place
But hell I just fell flat on my face
Can anybody, somebody help me now
Can anybody, somebody show me how
I’d like to know how it’s done
How do you build a better life for anyone
Repeat 1st Verse
Retreat to De Moines 3X
BACK TO PARIS
She’s going back to Paris
I don’t know why
She’s going back to Paris
All I do is cryyyyyy
Girl gave no reason why
Could it be, could it be
She left me for some other guy
She’s going back to Paris
I’m all alone
She’s going back to Paris
Won’t pick up her phone
I don’t get it
Why she left New York I don’t see
Now she’s somewhere in Paris saying Ooo la la, oui, oui, oui
What’s that about…
Was it something I said
Something I did
The girl is messing with my head
It’s driving me crazy
This mystery not knowing why
She’s going back to Paris
And all I do is cryyyyyy
Now the leaves change colors
I have a feeling of dread
Wintertime is near
And I’m feeling half past dead
My woman has gone back to Paris
And I don’t even know why
I’ll do anything to know
Did she leave me for another guy
Repeat 2nd Verse
WEDDING SONG (FOR JUSTIN AND MARISA)
Take a walk with me, up to this altar
Take a walk with me through this life
Take a walk with me I promise I won’t falter
Take a walk with me and be my wife
CHORUS
Ooo Ooo I’m gonna love you forever
Ooo Ooo, You’re my best friend
Ooo Ooo Now my path is clearer
I believe, you were heaven sent
Take a walk with me, up to this altar
Take a walk with me, where two become one
Take a walk with me I promise I won’t falter
Take a walk with me and be my husband
CHORUS
I met you and it changed my life
I met you and you lifted me up
With these vows, we’ll build a new life
With this ring, I pledge my love
CHORUS
FUNKY TRAIN
C’mon people get on this funky train 2x
Grab your honey
Grab a seat
Grab some food
Grab something to drink
Gonna ride it Gonna ride it All night long
Gonna ride it Ride it Til the break of dawn
Grab your honey
Grab a seat
Grab some food
Grab something to drink
CHORUS
We’re gonna party on down the track
Gonna hit the dance floor, ain’t gonna hit the sack
All Aboard the funky train 2X
ChickicckichickichickeCHIK 2 X
CHORUS
Funky Funky train!
DEBBIE
I know a girl named Debbie who likes to jam
Grew up NEAR Pittsburgh, but needed some sand
So she moved down south to live near the beach
Now she’s a Georgia peach…3X
CHORUS
Alright, alright, Alright Debbie
C’mon, C’mon, C’mon C’mon Debbie
Alright, alright, Alright, Debbie
Gonna jam
(Come on Debbie let’s jam)
Debbie don’t give a damn about money
Likes to call friends and acquaintances honey
She got a beer and a cig raised above her head
You know she’s gonna groove before going to bed
CHORUS
Debbie says don’t make life so complicated
Play that music that never sounds dated
Van the man, John Hiatt, Kid Rock, Jackson Browne
Keeps her dancing ‘til her dreams come around…..3x
CHORUS – put some peanut butter on it
Don’t need to worry about a girl named Debbie
As long as Don McLean driving a Chevy to the levee
Can’t you see her in that Georgia sun
All she want to do is have a little fun…
CHORUS
Say one time, say two time, in that Georgia Sun…jam, jam, jam
IT’S A LOT TO ASK OF ANY GOD
I whisper last words I want you to hear
Words of gratitude for you, my dear mother
You can’t speak, but your tears tell me you hear
I hope my words ease your fear
I want to hug you, hold you tight
Hang onto this moment with all my might
I pray your pain gonna slip away
I know I’ll never forget you, but I need you to stay, but…
CHORUS
It’s a lot to ask, of any God
It’s a lot to ask, but still, I try
It’s a lot to ask, I don’t want to cry
It’s a lot to ask
A parent’s deathbed is no place to be
For someone as scared and weak as me
But by your side, I can now clearly see
Your unconditional love and all it meant to me
Now your humbleness overwhelming me
The resolve you showed, fighting for our family
Give me perfect words, to make it right
Please God, before she leaves us tonight, but…
CHORUS
I kiss your cheek desperately
Whisper I love you so much
You turn your head, let me know it’s enough
You gasp final breath, this is what it looks like, this is death
I love you Mom, I say one last time
I love you Mom, ‘til the end of time
You’ll dwell in me forever more
But Please Mom, I don’t want you to go
CHORUS
All songs written by: Pittsburgh Bob
Vocals & Acoustic guitar: Pittsburgh Bob
All other instruments and arrangements by the one and only: Matt O’Neil Recorded at Studio 713, Houston, Texas
Mixed by Matt O’Neil
Special Thanks:
Lois (My Girl in the Pool)
Nicole, Oliver (Lead photography) Eva, & Aiden
Justin (Backup photography), Marisa & Chewy
Debbie & Andrea (For always motivating me!)
Clint & Jeff
Frank & Karen
Lauren, Sarah, James, Ken
Dennis & Kim
Titans of Soul: Caden, Ulises, James, Jeff, Bruce
Jay of Jay & Pittsburgh Bob
Betsy’s Restaurant (Kirk & Nick)
Urban Farmers Market (Tyler & Pete)
The Big D Cro Club with Alley cat Mike & Jimmy B.
And an extra special thanks to all the people who come to the gigs and offer steady encouragement, especially:
Whole Foods Gang!
Facebook Friends!
Family Guild!
Neighbors!
Murph & Clay (Most attendance of all time!)
Appreciate all of you!
Thank You!