I got a friend in West Virginia
He says I'm everything to him
He says my words they sound like scripture, whoah
And not the napkin they're written in
He said wait, you'll be on your way
He said wait, just another day
You gotta write you that perfect song
Sell your soul, cash your check and move on
Soon I made it down to Georgia
Another bar, another night
Simon said he knew John Mayer, whoah
The stars were always in his eye
He said wait, you'll be on your way
He said wait, just another day
You gotta write you that perfect song
Sell your soul, cash your check and move on
Across the country to Los Angeles
Pretty people they stop and stare
Said I'm a singer, yeah they know the type
A dime a dozen everywhere
They said wait, you'll be on your way
They said wait, just another day
You gotta write you that perfect song
Sell your soul, cash your check and move on
They said wait, you'll be on your way
They said wait, just another day
You gotta write you that perfect song
Sell your soul, cash your check and move on
