I hate to do this, but you're a pain in the neck I thought you knew this, you're handing me a canceled check You're so helpless, your girlfriends think you're a saint I'll give you a quarter, I'll keep my judgments to myself
And I get caught up in the moonlight Reaching out for a rotten egg I don't wanna beg It's crystal clear, your time is nearly gone
Count your blessings and do the things that you should Oh, the has-beens never had it so good Stormy weather, the kids are makin' a racket In the wilderness, the wild lives are so mild
And I get caught up in the moonlight Reaching out for a rotten egg I don't wanna beg It's crystal clear, your time is nearly gone
And I get caught up in the moonlight Reaching out for a rotten egg I don't wanna beg It's crystal clear, your time is nearly gone |
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