Sometimes it get's real hard And I need some kind of output For unput twice the size of my one inch mind So slap me on the hand Put it right back down my pants Kick me in the ass
Well today I say sweet things But tomorrow I'll be making up excuses For my actions because it's been so long Since I've been in love
That special kind of feeling Guess my best excuse I'm on the wagon again
Well I got no real excuse I'm on the wagon again Hey
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