One, two, three, four
Hey, hey, hey
Why is it always this way?
Hey, hey, hey
Why is it always this way?
Last time I saw her alive
She was wavin', wavin' bye bye
She was contemplating suicide
Now she's lying in a bottle of formaldehyde
And oh, I just don't know
Why I can't let her go?
Oh, I just don't know
Hey, hey, hey
Why is it always this way?
Hey, hey, hey
Why is it always this way?
Last time I saw her alive
She was going to the wash and dry
She was outside hitchin' a ride
Now she's lying in a bottle of formaldehyde
And oh, I just don't know
Why I can't let her go?
Oh, I just don't know
Hey, hey, hey
Why is it always this way?
Hey, hey, hey
Why is it always this way?
Hey, hey, hey
Why is it always this way?
Hey, hey, hey
Why is it always this way?
Hey, hey, hey
Why is it always this way?
Hey, hey, hey
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- Miscellaneous
- Rocket To Ramonia
- Get Lost
- File Under Ramones
- The Good the Bad and the Ugly
- The Soothing Sounds Of…
- 1-2-3-4!: The Complete Early Years Remastered
- Rock-N-Roll Habits for the New Wave (Remastered)
- Rock and Roll Radio
- Sweet Sixteen
- Growing Up Is No Fun
- Prime Times: The Tascam Years
- Prime Times: The Tascam Tapes
- Punk Sounds
- Songs In The Key Of You