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Alarm clock rings about a quarter after five
I've been up all night raisin' hell with some friends of mine
I take one good look in the mirror
But only one thing' gettin' clearer
The way I live, I'm lucky to be alive

There I go lying to myself
Said I wasn't gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again
Talked myself right into it

Supposed to be to work an hour ago
When I pass that boss stormin' down the road
Now there's an Angel on my shoulder
Thinkin' she can win me over
The Devil's got my number, don't you know?

There I go lying to myself
Said I wasn't gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again
Talked myself right into it

Maybe, maybe, have I gone too far this time?
Maybe, maybe, is my conscience workin' overtime?

There's a knockout Georgia Peach givin' me the eye
Well, if the truth be known, I'm just a little shy
Turns out she wasn't alone
She had a six foot chaperone
But that didn't slow me down
Don't ask me why

There I go lying to myself
Said I wasn't gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again

I got no one to blame except myself
I said I wasn't gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again
Talked myself right into it

Talked myself, talked myself right into it
Talked myself, talked myself, talked myself right into it
Said I wasn't gonna do it
Here I go again baby

Talked myself right into it
Alarm clock rings about a quarter after five   I've been up all night raisin' hell with some friends of mine   I take one good look in the mirror   But only one thing' gettin' clearer   The way I live, I'm lucky to be alive      There I go lying to myself   Said I wasn't gonna do it   Next thing you know, here I go again   Talked myself right into it      Supposed to be to work an hour ago   When I pass that boss stormin' down the road   Now there's an Angel on my shoulder   Thinkin' she can win me over   The Devil's got my number, don't you know?      There I go lying to myself   Said I wasn't gonna do it   Next thing you know, here I go again   Talked myself right into it      Maybe, maybe, have I gone too far this time?   Maybe, maybe, is my conscience workin' overtime?      There's a knockout Georgia Peach givin' me the eye   Well, if the truth be known, I'm just a little shy   Turns out she wasn't alone   She had a six foot chaperone   But that didn't slow me down   Don't ask me why      There I go lying to myself   Said I wasn't gonna do it   Next thing you know, here I go again      I got no one to blame except myself   I said I wasn't gonna do it   Next thing you know, here I go again   Talked myself right into it      Talked myself, talked myself right into it   Talked myself, talked myself, talked myself right into it   Said I wasn't gonna do it   Here I go again baby      Talked myself right into it
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