the sidewalk is rushing at my head again i'm lying on the street in the rain and wind from doing forward rolls down avenue A with my guitar on my back, don't let it end this way
somehow i dialed my cell i didn't know i could get service in hell how quickly can you get here, don't know where i am dear finally the world actually seems to be revolving around me
chorus shoo-be-doo-be-doo-wop i overdid it at the soda shop thanks for being my girl at the i-don't-know-when-to-stop sock hop
you held my head over the edge of the bed i remember it now, but at the time i thought i was dead you put a pan there, and held back my hair how can i repay you for saving me and my hardwood floor?
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and when the world stopped spinning 'round i picked the pan up off the ground i read my upheaves, much like tea leaves they said it's over, so get sober, or you'll die again
keth Sanders · Sat Apr 07, 2007 @ 10:39am · 0 Comments |