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He's got a million lines for each of your ears,
He's telling you exactly what you want to hear,
He's telling you what you want to hear,
His hands are sweaty moving
You have a beer, another beer,
Another and another and another beer,
Now you're ready to take him on,
Now you are prepared
Punching walls, punching doors,
Nothing like this ever happened to him before,
Picks his pants up off the floor,
Seen it all before
He will use her for tonight,
She is the one I wish I'd treated right
He walks away,
Your evening saved,
Except the overwhelming smell of his aftershave,
It'll be gone in another day,
And thank God for that
The overwhelming smell of his aftershave,
It'll be gone in another day,
Your apartment stinks like aftershave,
Its a long story. Ill
tell
you
another
day
He will use her for tonight,
She is the one I wish I'd treated right
- Album:
- Miscellaneous
- Quetzalcoatl
- She Has No Control
- Open Road: The Allied Years (1992–1997)
- Nostalgic for Nothing
- J Church / Storm the Tower - Split EP
- How to Be Punk, Volume 1
- Return of the Read Menace
- The Precession of Simulacra - The Map Preceeds the Territory
- Five Years on the Streets
- Yellow, Blue and Green
- Camels, Spilled Corona and the Sound of Mariachi Bands
- One Mississippi
- The Drama of Alienation
- Mailorder is FUN!
- Arbor Vitae
- The Year of the Rat
- Prophylaxis
- Analysis, Yes, Very Nice
- Society Is a Carnivorous Flower