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 my 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've been in love
That special kind of feeling
Guess my best excuse
I'm on the wagon again

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've been in love
That special kind of feeling
Well I got no real excuse
I'm on the wagon again
Hey