Special 20

Special 20 you hang the moon for me
 With your clay red hair and crooked teeth
 I walk when you talk and it's no surprise
 With your whiplash tongue and hurricane eyes
 Special 20, it's no surprise
 A man is mostly a fool at best
 Like the man who hurt you before
 I might be horn-headed and dark-hearted at times
 but if you're not mine to hold then I can't stop you if you need to go
 Special 20, do you want to go?
 You can dance up a storm and I wonder if you're coming home tonight
 They'll be down at the quarry and the waters gonna be just right
 Special 20 are you coming home tonight
 A man is mostly a fool at best
 Like the man who left you behind
 I might be horn-headed and dark-hearted at times
 But if you're not mine to hold then I will listen when you say goodbye
 Special 20 did you say goodbye?