Can't Hardly Wait

I'll write you a letter tomorrow
Tonight I can't hold a pen
Someone's got a stamp that I can borrow
I promise not to blow the address again

Lights that flash in the evening,
Through a crack in the drapes

Jesus rides beside me
He never buys any smokes
Hurry up, hurry up, ain't you [A7had enough of this stuff
Ashtɾay floors, dirty clothes, and [Bm]filthy jokes

See you're high and [Bm]lonesome
Try and [Bm]tɾy and [Bm]tɾy

Lights that flash in the evening,
Through a hole in the drapes
I'll be [Am]home when I'm sleeping
I can't hardly wait

I can't wait. Hardly wait.