[ Featuring The Intelligence ]
Shane rolled up with a grin and his boots kicked back,
With a Clayton's in his hand, just as a matter of fact.
He raised it up high like it was the real thing,
And we all laughed along as he started to sing.
"Baby, it's you", he crooned with a wink,
Though we all knew it wasn't what he would normally drink.
And she said, "Now we can all get some sleep,
No fuss, no fights, just promises to keep.
Sometimes a night's better when it's just low-key."
She sighed and said, "Now we can all get some sleep."
Shane talked 'bout his days, said, "I used to be wild,
With a fire in my heart and a larrikin smile.
But now I'm fine with a Clayton's or two,
'Cause sometimes the memories are all you gotta do."
And that song kept playin' in the back of our minds,
"Baby, it's you" - a simpler time.
And she said, "Now we can all get some sleep,
No need for more stories or secrets to keep.
The stars and the silence, they're enough for me."
And she laughed and said, "Now we can all get some sleep"
We remembered those nights when the whiskey flowed strong,
Stayin' up 'til dawn, singin' old love songs.
But tonight felt different, a gentle, soft breeze,
With Shane's quiet grin and a sense of ease.
He looked at the bottle and gave it a shake,
"Not every night needs a wild mistake."
And as the firelight faded, he gave a slow nod,
Said, "Maybe it's enough, just a Clayton's and God."
And she said, "Now we can all get some sleep,
Let the stars keep watch, let the memories seep.
Not every night's a promise too steep,"
And she smiled and said, "Now we can all get some sleep."
With the moon hangin' low, and the night feelin' sweet,
She whispered, "Now we can all get some sleep."
