Testo Apology For An Accident American Music Club
Did you hear the one about Mr. Ed
Well he said,
"I'm this way because of the things I've seen
But I would rather count on your love instead
Daily eating my weight in hay."
And I hate to see a good thing just go to waste
Honey it's a little weak for my taste
Well I've been praying a lot lately
It's because I no longer have a TV
Just a flourescent hangover to light the way
Between the things you say and the things I see
I just called you up to see If you wanted to go out
and drink a little wine
And waste some time on a rollercoaster ride
But you say it's too dangerous to lead an empty life
And I hate to see all your sweet words just go to waste
But honey they're a little weak for my taste
Well I'm an expert in all things that nature abhors
Your look of disgust when I touched your skin
And I try to figure what the world needs me for
So I replay the scene again and again
And I can see you try and put me in my place
Honey that's a little weak for my taste