it s been forever and a day since i felt like this want a fifth of wild turkey and one little kiss and i don t miss that girl if i did i wouldn t let it show i might go to the moon might wind up dead wake up in morning in a strangers bed well i m not concerned with any of that no more six years gone water through my hands well you can blame it on me say i wasn t your kind of man well i m in no mood to fight no mood to bicker sittin in the back seat drinkin your liquor and everything tonight suits me just fine well that little girl beside me barely knows her name but she says she loves it just the same but i m not about to say no when she offers me that a line six years gone water through my hands well you can blame it on me say i wasn t your kind of man six years gone water through my hands well you can blame it on me say i wasn t your kind of man yeah blame it on me say i wasn t your kind of man