| Song | Nice Clean Shirt |
| Artist | Eastern Conference Champions |
| Album | Ameritown |
| 作曲 : Lyons, Ostrander | |
| Smack dab middle of a five week tour, | |
| The same clothes on as I had before | |
| A pocket full of change, | |
| But change is what I need now. | |
| It's freezing cold and pouring rain, | |
| There's a group of girls that all know my name. | |
| They want to know if I'm taken-- | |
| I am, I'm fine, I'm great, I thank you. | |
| I've been thinking, given the state I'm in, | |
| that I should not be driving, | |
| I should be looking for a man, | |
| I know the pills weren't working | |
| And the booze is wearin' thin. | |
| You've got a nice clean shirt, | |
| And I need, somehow, to get in. | |
| The first comes in many forms, | |
| It's a warm body, it's corner store, | |
| It's a crash course camcorder recording | |
| The life and times of a lonely story. | |
| You bring the bullets, and I'll bring the gun. | |
| Forward address behind the sun, | |
| And everybody knows; maybe we should go out. | |
| They'd see it coming, push it through the cotton skin, | |
| Telling me to go, welcome to the middle. | |
| Nothing's good enough or works | |
| And the kid's won't respond to any words, | |
| And luck is hard to find, | |
| And we've been here awhile now. | |
| I've been thinking, given the state I'm in, | |
| I should not be driving, | |
| I should be looking for my man. | |
| God Knows the pills weren't working | |
| And the booze is wearing off. | |
| You've got a nice clean shirt, | |
| And I need, somehow, to get off. | |
| But I've been thinking, given the state I'm in, | |
| I should not be driving, | |
| I should be looking for my man. | |
| God Knows the pills weren't working, | |
| And the booze is wearin' thin. | |
| You've got a nice clean shirt, | |
| And I would sure like to get in |
| zuò qǔ : Lyons, Ostrander | |
| Smack dab middle of a five week tour, | |
| The same clothes on as I had before | |
| A pocket full of change, | |
| But change is what I need now. | |
| It' s freezing cold and pouring rain, | |
| There' s a group of girls that all know my name. | |
| They want to know if I' m taken | |
| I am, I' m fine, I' m great, I thank you. | |
| I' ve been thinking, given the state I' m in, | |
| that I should not be driving, | |
| I should be looking for a man, | |
| I know the pills weren' t working | |
| And the booze is wearin' thin. | |
| You' ve got a nice clean shirt, | |
| And I need, somehow, to get in. | |
| The first comes in many forms, | |
| It' s a warm body, it' s corner store, | |
| It' s a crash course camcorder recording | |
| The life and times of a lonely story. | |
| You bring the bullets, and I' ll bring the gun. | |
| Forward address behind the sun, | |
| And everybody knows maybe we should go out. | |
| They' d see it coming, push it through the cotton skin, | |
| Telling me to go, welcome to the middle. | |
| Nothing' s good enough or works | |
| And the kid' s won' t respond to any words, | |
| And luck is hard to find, | |
| And we' ve been here awhile now. | |
| I' ve been thinking, given the state I' m in, | |
| I should not be driving, | |
| I should be looking for my man. | |
| God Knows the pills weren' t working | |
| And the booze is wearing off. | |
| You' ve got a nice clean shirt, | |
| And I need, somehow, to get off. | |
| But I' ve been thinking, given the state I' m in, | |
| I should not be driving, | |
| I should be looking for my man. | |
| God Knows the pills weren' t working, | |
| And the booze is wearin' thin. | |
| You' ve got a nice clean shirt, | |
| And I would sure like to get in |