Son Little About Her. Again.
Well, I told her I'm good
And she said it was cool
Go on do what you want
Or don't
It's all over again, yeah
You go and mess up my head
You go and mess up my head
There's just something about her
I takes me over the under
Over again, yeah
You go and mess up my head
There's something about her
Makes me want her
Over again, yeah
You go and mess up my head
She said this ain't workin'
All my work was for nothin', oh no
So I'm sitting here, smoking
With my head in my hands, yeah
Again and again
Again and again
If you lived here, I'd be home by now
If I lived here, I'd make it home somehow
But I don't and I can't, I won't
There's just something about her
I bet over the under
Over again, yeah
You go and mess up my head
There's something about her, yeah
Makes me want her
Over again, yeah
You go and mess up my head...
