Sweet little duck, I'm waiting (for you),
wearing my heart on my sleeve.
And I sleep through most my days,
so that time goes by...
And I think I drink more now than ever.
'Cause you've got me on your shelf,
and I just sit here,
thinking 'bout when everything was right.
And you say you don't got any answers.
But I'm tired of you not making up your mind.
And on Tuesday I'll be back for my things...
And sweet little duck, I'm waiting for you,
but I still wear my heart on my sleeve.
I'm gonna set things right...
I've got a job down south...
Don't you think about coming after me.
'Cause you've got me on your shelf,
and I just sit here,
thinking 'bout when everything was right.
And you say you don't got any answers.
But I'm tired of you not making up your mind.
And on Tuesday I'll be back for my things...
And on Tuesday I'll be back for my things...
Sweet little duck, I'm waiting (for you), wearing my heart on my sleeve. And I sleep through most my days, so that time goes by... And I think I drink more now than ever.
'Cause you've got me on your shelf, and I just sit here, thinking 'bout when everything was right. And you say you don't got any answers. But I'm tired of you not making up your mind.
And on Tuesday I'll be back for my things...
And sweet little duck, I'm waiting for you, but I still wear my heart on my sleeve. I'm gonna set things right... I've got a job down south... Don't you think about coming after me.
'Cause you've got me on your shelf, and I just sit here, thinking 'bout when everything was right. And you say you don't got any answers. But I'm tired of you not making up your mind.
And on Tuesday I'll be back for my things... And on Tuesday I'll be back for my things...