Special 20 - Tim Easton

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?