Lyrics

[INTRO]
Oh, there’s a guy I work with, he’s one of a kind,
Scruffy mustache, always messin’ with his mind,
At the asphalt plant, he’s a curious sight,
Train conductor by day, hangin’ out at night.

[VERSE 1]
He shows up in his boxers, a messy little scene,
Hand down his pants, just livin’ like a dream,
Polite with a smile, but I’m unsure of the feel,
My friend swears he’s a predator—how real can this be?

[CHORUS]
Oh, scruffy mustache, who’s that man?
Working for RROX, can’t quite understand,
With messy hair and dirt bag sticker,
He’s a wild card, the plot gets thicker.

[VERSE 2]
Arthritic at the joints, but he doesn’t mind,
Cruizin’ on the tracks, leavin’ worries behind,
He talks about the asphalt, every cut and every bend,
But when he winks my way, I don’t know how to pretend.

[CHORUS]
Oh, scruffy mustache, who’s that man?
Working for RROX, can’t quite understand,
With messy hair and dirt bag sticker,
He’s a wild card, the plot gets thicker.

[BRIDGE]
In the break room chatter, the whispers grow loud,
Is he just a friend, or lurking in the crowd?
I laugh along with stories, but deep down I know,
It’s complicated feelings, where do we go?

[CHORUS]
Oh, scruffy mustache, who’s that man?
Working for RROX, can’t quite understand,
With messy hair and dirt bag sticker,
He’s a wild card, the plot gets thicker.

[OUTRO]
So I smile at the guy, with a heart full of doubt,
Will we ever figure it out, what this fuss is about?
At the asphalt plant, he’s just a piece of the game,
The guy I work with, maybe things could change.