i took a vow sixteen years ago
i swore on my life
that i would remain faithful to her soul
forever call her my wife
but time changes everything
there’s things that you do you regret
i got a six pack in my oldsmobile
and a bullet for my head

well old temptation is a deadly curse
there’s nothing you can do when you are weak
it’s like dippin’ in the devil’s purse
hungry for bite to eat
there’s nothing i can do to ease her mind
nothing i can say that wasn’t said
i got a six pack in my oldsmobile
and a bullet for my head


i can’t keep myself from waking up
or keep myself from talking in my sleep
and all my voices they are breaking up
waking up in me
i wish i had some silence
i wish that i was blind
cause everything i’m seeing is blood red
i got a six pack in my oldsmobile
and a bullet for my head



words and music
Phil Celia
© 1999 Celiasongs/BMI