It was late at night
We was feeling alright
It was miles away from the Montreal nights
Somebody said something 'bout a really good song that he heard.
In the parking lot
With the radio playing
I do recall that somebody was saying
This girl he'd met was causin' him a whole lot of hurt
I'm not sure, but I think he said
That the time she borrowed was time he'd lend
I don't know. I think her name was Heloise or Laura
She would always make a point to drive a boy nuts when she could
So I tried, yes I tried oh Lord I tried to understand
Why the road less travelled is sometimes the best way to go
Well you punch the clock from day to day
I know life need not be that way
I want a way out, if only for just one day
We're loading up the loading ramp
The sound-check's good, we've set up camp
We're ready
Ac couple of Rudies were pounding back forties
And a couple of Chelsea girls sat on the edge of the stage
The music was roaring and Lord the Guinness was flowing
We left our troubles behind, for Just One Day!