Back To The Garage

Came home last night - was raining hard I found my stuff in her front yard She's thrown me out - this time for good C'est la vie - that's Hollywood Back to the Garage I guess I'll have to find my way Through all of this and feel o.k. I guess there's some way that I can Get back to where it all began Back to the Garage Go back to the Garage and plug my guitar in And play all those great songs again We've heard 'em all a million times Engraved inside my feeble mind But as the rain wipes her away The old songs make me feel o.k. I guess I'll sit and play and cry Until the next girl says goodbye