Well it ain't home but it'll have to do for a while
Got a fold down bed, two windows on the parking lot
Three plates on the kitchenette, a table and a chair where I can eat
A little black-and-white TV, a shower stall and a bathroom sink
And one two-drawer nightstand, barely enough room to be a man

And on that nightstand, sits a photograph of my wife and kids
Reminding me of how good it was, and right now how bad it is
Beside it there's a coffee cup, where I keep my wedding ring and stuff
And some nights it still keeps me up, how I got where I am
Funny how a man's life can be reduced to a one nightstand

On the fifth of last november, on a business trip in Denver
The airport cancelled all the flights, we were snowed-in strangers
Alone for the night, she said, " Hi, I'm Angie and I'm from Boston
Would you drink a beer with me if I bought 'em?"
So I hit the hotel bar with her, figured, what could it hurt?

Sittin' on the bed, leanin' against the wall with a Bible and a gun
One of them was gonna save me, the only question was which one
So I got down on my shakin' knees, asked the Lord forgive me please
Dropped the gun and grabbed my keys, that picture and my wedding band
Funny how a man's life can all come down to a one nightstand
one nightstand
one nightstand