As soon as I walk in the front door
You’re [bad word] on the vine
You’re the craziest [bad word] I’ll ever find
Like I said
I walk In the front door
Sometimes she chase me in through the out door
Don’t start that [bad word] tonight
The police ain’t that kind

And when I lay there in a dream
It’s all their faces that I see

Don’t drop that dime
don’t drop that dime
Sweet Caroline oh my!
don’t drop that dime on me tonight

It all begins with that ‘ol sinkin’ feeling
Then we start drinking rye
I can smell that [bad word]  out in that hard rain tonight
Like I said
I walk through the front door
Another woman, she was parked at back door
I’ll get busted, yeah I’ll probably get busted
Once or twice before yeah!

And when I lay there in a dream
Its all their faces that I see

Don’t drop that dime
Don’t drop that dime
Sweet Caroline oh my!
don’t drop that dime on me tonight

Oh the pain, so sweet
Oh the game, so mean
I caught you’re lie
I drove all night
You cherish whispers when I sleep

Don’t drop that dime
Don’t drop that dime
Sweet girl of mine, Oh my!
Don’t draw that gun on me tonight

Don’t drop that dime
Don’t drop that dime
Don’t shoot that gun, oh my!
Don’t shoot that gun at me tonight

Don’t drop that dime
Don’t drop that dime
Don’t shoot that gun, Oh my
Don’t shoot that gun at me tonight