Something about you really puts me down,
You're the life of
Late at night and all alone
Late-night traffic's constant drone
A voice
In my house, there's a place I can hide,
When I
I was high on a molatov of cocktails
I was low
I’m wearing pigtails that my mother bought
In ’65 she was
I don't like you, but I love you
Seems I'm always,
Something about you really puts me downYou're the life of
He's in the bar, he's in your hairWith his sports
Living out three seperate lives with nothing else to do
you know i couldn't be me, if it wasn't for
Ooh wop bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop.
The odds have built up of the chance you're going
Some people say that what I know should be kept
Powdered rock stars just add waterPop up a treat just
And we've all got sick with our cooler than thouHolier
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