Alarm clock ring about a quarter after five
i've been up all night raisin' hell
with some friends of mine
i take one good look in the mirror
but only one things gettin' clearer
the way i live i'm lucky to be alive
There i go lyin to myself
said i wasn't gonna do it
next thing ya know
here i go again
talked myself right into it
Supposed to be to work an hour ago
when i passed that boss stormin' down the road
now there's an angel on my shoulder
thinkin' she can win me over
the devil's got my number don't you know
There i go lyin to myself
said i wasn't gonna do it
next thing ya know
here i go again
talked myself right into it
maybe, maybe, have i gone too far this time
maybe, maybe, is my conscience workin' overtime
---nah
There's a knockout georgia peach givin' me the eye
well if the truth be known i'm just a little shy
turns out she wasn't alone
she had a six foot chaperone
but that didn't slow me down
don't ask me why
there i go lyin to myself
said i wasn't gonna do it
next thing ya know
here i go again
i got no one to blame except myself
said i wasn't gonna do it
next thing ya know
here i go again
talked myself right into it
talked myself,
talked myself right into it
talked myself, talked myself
talked myself right
said i wasn't gonna do it
talked myself, talked myself
talked myself right into it
talked myself, talked myself
talked myself right into it