Yes, I was playing some troubadour shows in Playa de las Americas, Tenerife, Canary Islands last christmas when this girl came to me and said she really loved my shit. Especially the Rodhouse blues. I was playing Roadhouse blues by this legendary American group The Doors but I didn't have the nerve to correct her. It's not very common that someone's gonna come after the show and praise your performance. Not if you're a mediocre man and a guitar act next to a hot dog stand. And she wasn't even seemingly drunk. That's when it hit me.. You're leaving here with me altough you thought that I look like a fucking mess You didn't seem to stress too much 'bout that You said you'd rub my back Instead we end end up doing things I've never even heard of But you were just being nice, right? I get lonely everytime I see the same old faces crawling inside at nights I could really use some variety at times So it's a miracle that in Americas you fell in love with my rodhouse blues I was good to go with you although I thought that you looked like a fucking slut For a minute I felt that I should back up But then I recalled I was outta cash and you can't call the cops and say I robbed you blind, so I guess we just drank wine and beer I get lonely everytime I see the same old faces crawling inside at nights I could really use some variety at times So it's a miracle that in Americas you fell in love with my rodhouse shit I get lonely everytime I see the same old faces crawling inside at nights I could really use some variety at times So it's a miracle that in Americas you fell in love with my rodhouse world