"Talked Myself Right Into It" as written by and Donny Van Zant Pat Buchanan....
Alarm Clock ring 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 ya know
Here I go again
Talked myself right into it

Supposed to be to work an hour ago
When I passed that boss stormin' down the road
Now there's an angel on my shoulder
Thinkin' she can win me over
The Devil's got my number don't you know

There I go lying to myself
Said I wasn't gonna do it
Next thing ya know
Here I go again
Talked myself right into it
Maybe, Maybe, have I gone too 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 be known I'm just a little shy
Turns out she wasn't alone
She had a six foot chaperon
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 ya know
Here I go again
I got no one to blame except myself
Said I wasn't gonna do it
Next thing ya know
Here I go again
Talked myself right into it
Talked myself,
Talked myself right into it
Talked myself, talked myself
Talked myself right
Said I wasn't gonna do it
Talked myself, talked myself
Talked myself right into it
Talked myself, talked myself
Talked myself right into it


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