Rowboat, row me to the shore
She don´t wanna be my friend no more
She dug a hole in the bottom of my soul
She don´t wanna be my friend no more

Pick me up, gimme some food to eat
In your truck, goin´ no place
I´ll be home, talkin´ to nobody
You´ll be strange, you´ll be far away

Big fat moon
And my body´s out of tune
With the burnin´ waves
She´s a billion years away
Dog food on the floor
And I been like this before
She is all
And everything else is small

Pick me up, gimme some alcohol
In your truck, playin´ the radio
I´ll be home with the gasoline
You´ll be stoned, you´ll be far away

Rowboat, row me to the shore
She don´t wanna be my friend no more
She dug a hole in the bottom of my soul