Talked Myself Right Into It

(johnny vanzant -- robert white johnson -- donnie vanzant -- pat buchanan)



Alarm clock rings about a quarter after five

I've been up all night

Raisin' hell with some friends of mine

I take one good look in the mirror

But only one things gettin' clearer

The way i live, i'm lucky to be alive



There i go lying to myself

Said i wasn't gonna do it

Next thing you know, here i go again

Talked myself right into it



Supposed to be to work an hour ago

When i pass that boss stormin' down the road

Now there's an angel on my shoulder

Thinnkin' she can win me over

Devil's got my number don't you know



There i go lying to myself

Said i wasn't gonna do it

Next thing you know, here i go again

Talked myself right into it



Maybe, maybe have i gone to far this time

Maybe, maybe is my conscience workin' overtime

Nah



There's a knockout georgia peach givin' me the eye

Well if the truth beknown i'm just a little shy

Turns out she wasn't alone

She had a six foot chaperone

But that didn't slow me down

Don't ask me why



There i go lying to myself

Said i wasn't gonna do it

Next thing you know, here i go again

Talked myself right into it



I got no one to blame except myself

I said i wasn't gonna do it

Next thing you know here i go

Talk myself right into it

Talk myself, talk myself right into it

Talk myself, talk myself, talk myself right into it

Said i wasn't gonna do it

Here i go again baby




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