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°¡¼ö: Screeching Weasel


I know that the things that I say aren't too cool
But I feel like I'm whacked out on high octane you
We walked and we talked 'til around 4 a'clock
and I'm flippin my wig over you

I laid on the floor wondering what I should do
I couldnt help smiling at you like a goof
I wish I had known that I could have gone home with you
flippin my wig over you

You had me wondering why I'm so lame
You had me thinking about you all day every day

The sun's coming up and the bud's going down and its
certainly nice that we got to hang out
But when push comes to shove I think I fell in love,
or at least had a dumb crush on you
Now I sit here and sing thinking up stupid things I'm still
flippin my wig over you
I'm still flippin my wig over you

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Six A.M.
Screeching Weasel



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