Lyrics

Bought a box of tic tacs Met her at the race track Thought I'd have a heart attack Wasn't much looking back Singing in the basement Circumstantial evidence Communication makes no sense It really make no difference Tired and shaken Lost and forsaken I might be mistaken But I'm not breaking down Tired and shaken Lost and forsaken I might be mistaken But I'm not breaking down Waiting in Toledo For a new tuxedo She really makes my thing go She's good for my libido Making bad decisions Botched all my revisions "It's just a small incision" In my pеripheral vision Tired and shaken Lost and forsakеn I might be mistaken But I'm not breaking down Tired and shaken Lost and forsaken I might be mistaken But I'm not breaking down... Tired and shaken Lost and forsaken I might be mistaken But I'm not breaking down Tired and shaken Lost and forsaken I might be mistaken But I'm not breaking down Tired and shaken Lost and forsaken I might be mistaken But I'm not breaking down...