Sometimes it gets real hard
And I need some kind of output
For input twice the size of my one-inch mind
So slap me on the hand
Put it right back down my pants
Turn me right around
Kick me in the ass
Well, today I say sweet things
But tomorrow
I'll be making up excuses
For my actions cause it's been so long
Since I have in been in that
A special kind of feeling
Guest my best excuse
I'm on the wagon again
Well I got no real excuse...
I'm on the wagon again
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