I know that the things that I say aren't too cool
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But I feel like I'm whacked out on high octane you
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We walked and we talked 'til around 4 a'clock
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and I'm flippin my wig over you
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I laid on the floor wondering what I should do
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I couldnt help smiling at you like a goof
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I wish I had known that I could have gone home with you
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flippin my wig over you
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You had me wondering why I'm so lame
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You had me thinking about you all day every day
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The sun's coming up and the bud's going down and its
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certainly nice that we got to hang out
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But when push comes to shove I think I fell in love,
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or at least had a dumb crush on you
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Now I sit here and sing thinking up stupid things I'm still
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flippin my wig over you
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I'm still flippin my wig over you
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Six A.M.
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| Screeching Weasel |
