From the recording Little Town

Written by Paul Shoul

Lyrics

FIFTY-FIFTY
Oh love. You know, I don’t even know what that is anymore. I used to think it was gonna be a ride in an open carriage with a good bottle of champagne and violins playing, but no, turned out to be a ride down to Stop and Pop a couple of times a week in my luxurious K-Car trying to find my baby something.

I don’t know what it was. She didn’t know what it was. Quite frankly, I don’t think it even really existed. It was just some kind of strange test that she was putting me through and I failed.
So naturally, I felt a little bad not being able to get my little princess everything she needed in the world so I went out to have a couple of drinks with a few of my friends. Somehow she found me at the bar and gave me a call and she was pretty pissed off at me and you know what I said?

I said, ”Honey, I’ll take 90% of the blame and a fifth of your tequila.”
I said, ”Honey, I’ll take 90% of the blame and a fifth of your tequila.”

You know it’s hard to actually touch each other these days with the information superhighway.
We’re faxing each other, leaving each other voice mails and emails, but all I really wanna do is be with my female. My baby’s got this little beeper that she brings home from work, and puts it on vibrate, sticks it down inside of her panties and has me call her on a very, very regular basis.

But ... the other day, I was driving down the road and I got into an accident and my cell phone went flying out of the car and I couldn’t complete the call. So, immediately I ran over to the car next to me to see if they had a phone and lo and behold, it was Dr. Ruth and she was egging me on. ...Go For it!!

I’ll take 90% of the blame and a fifth of your tequila."
I’ll take 90% of the blame and a fifth of your tequila."

You give a little, you get a little, you give a little, you get a little
You give a little, you get a little, you give a little more and that’s all you can do is keep on giving to that woman you say that you love.

Honey I don’t waste my time fighting with you about the little things. I mean, who cares about how to fold our lovely towels. And you can take my beautiful K-Car out and smash it up any time you want, man. I don’t waste my time on the little things I just want to love you.

I’ll take 90% of the blame and a fifth of your tequila."
I’ll take 90% of the blame and a fifth of your tequila."