10 Days 12 Nights

I was out on the street
I was walking the beat
From the Dallas up to Columbia
Down in the crowd
The sound got so loud
And there was no one around to share it
Your old girlfriend told me
That you once painted t-shirts
For a teenage rock 'n' roll band
I ate nothing but the frosting
That grits on the teeth
Until I rolled back out from the dunes