Why?
January Twenty Something
if you called, and i didn't answer,there's a chance i'll get back to youbut if you're bald, fat, and go where my pants were,then you know i'm breeding for twojanuary twenty something, let 'em line up and slide awaysomeone dialed up my line todaythis song was a fever-dream,first new year's greeting on my answering machine,a suicide note from my late-teens,put to this melodyand now my bike tire's flat,i must have ran over some glass, in the darkor it mighta got slashed,'cause i was messing around with someone's, ex-girlfriend, againjanuary twenty somethinglet 'em line up and slide away
From Letras Mania