My 16th Apology (Remastered)

Lyrics
The things I said about you Maybe we could work it out someday ... Lah la, la-la-la La-la-la, lah Things were going pretty well 'till I died On that summer afternoon When you broke down before my eyes Well I got a streak of meanness A clumsy way of speaking And I don't know where I get it from It must run in my family Do I have to go down on my knees This is my 16th apology to you With friends like me Who needs enemies? I got a river inside the size of my rage Which is really something else When you think of my tender age Well I gotta way about me (oh yeah) But it's hard for me to see it (oh yeah) And I don't know when I'm in the wrong Why am I so hard to please This is my 16th apology to you Do I have to go down on my knees (for you, yeah) With friends like me Who needs enemies? The things I said about you Were all said yesterday I didn't mean to hurt you (ooh-ooh!) Maybe we could work it out someday Lah la, la-la-la La-la-la, lah La-la-la, la-la-la Well I got a streak of meanness (oh yeah) A clumsy way of speaking (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah) And I don't know when I'm in the wrong Why am I so hard to please? Do I have to go down on my knees? This is my 16th apology to you With friends like me who needs enemies? Lah la, la-la-la La-la-la, lah Lah la, la-la-la La-la-la, lah La-la-la, la-la-la Didn't your mother ever tell you (la-la-la) To err is human, to forgive is divine (la-la-la-la) Lah la, la-la-la La-la-la Oh well, I'll see you in the next life Lah la, la-la-la La-la-la (to Coda)
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Credits
- Writers
- Richard Feldman
- Marcella Detroit
- Siobhan Fahey