Lord, I quit the drinking, the smoking
And the honky-tonky life
The day that a ring and preacher
Made her my wife
Yeah, I said "I do," but I didn't have a clue
How I'd miss all the whiskey and woman
I tried to be true, but it's all I can do
Keeping up with the jonesing
Man, this hectic, domestic lifestyle
Takes a while to adjust
Oh, she don't seem to remember
That old rowdy rambler I was
'Cause she calls up her friends and she tells them
How I good I've been doing
But the truth is that I'm going out of my mind
Keeping up with the jonesing
And I miss getting high, staying out all night
With all my old friends
And I miss the liquor, bartenders
The fights, the girls, and the bands
Wouldn't be so damn hard
If didn't know what I'm missing
She don't understand, I'm doing all that I can
Keeping up with the jonesing
Yeah, it gets so damn hard
When I know what I'm missing
Sometimes I give in, start over again
Keeping up with the jonesing
She don't understand, it takes a hell of a man
Keeping up with the jonesing
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