TrampInaTux

INTRODUCTION
I know she's on the mind of the other lads
and I can't change the past and the ones she's had
when the door shuts behind her and she's off into the world
tension in the air, that we both really don't deserve
a phonecall from a uni kid to say where they shall meet
a stylish pervert with a car to sweep her off her feet
no reason to get this mad when she ain't done nothing wrong
counting the minutes til she returns hoping she won't be long


VERSE ONE
forget her, get her out of my mind
all this bother over nothing, she's wasting my time
I don't need one more thing to be insecure about
got too much on my plate, then worrying 'whose in her mouth?'
forget the love, I get enough
sleep in front of the tv while she's out with the rough
she's obsessed with me, yet the feeling don't die
God give me a knife so I can cut out these green eyes
Green eyes...

The cool kids in the band
all want to hold her hand
I should be feeling lucky but I can't
I should be counting my stars but I can't