Tighten the Verses

I'm a boozer, I'm a loser,
I'm a crack cocaine user,
I'm a liar, pants on fire,
Hanging from a telephone wire
Boil and bubble, I am trouble
I don't want to let you down.
Should be writing through the night
'Cause all my verses need some tightening
But I can't see, no I can't think
I can't seem to do anything
No I can't see, no I can't think
I just want you around.
[chorus]
So I go, whoo.
I'm a better, a bed-wetter,
I'm a lazy no-good debtor
I'm a stinker, lousy drinker,
Zombie braindead thoughtless thinker
I'm a loser, ain't no chooser,
I don't want to let you go
Should be working for them jerks
In all the places I've been working
But I sleep late, and I miss dates,
I can't even get my bills straight
I'm so sorry that you worry
I just want you to know
[chorus]
That I go, whoo.
I am obsessing on the thought of you undressing
And my hands upon your body as my thoughts are turning naughty, oh,
I'm wondering how, how I got to here.
I am obsessing on the thought of you undressing
And my hands upon your body as my thoughts are turning naughty, oh,
I'm wondering how, how I got to here.
[chorus]
I guess it goes, whoo.
I am obsessing on the thought of you undressing
And my hands upon your body as my thoughts are turning naughty, oh,
I'm wondering how, how I got to here.
I am obsessing on the thought of you undressing
And my hands upon your body as my thoughts are turning naughty, oh,
I'm wondering how, how I got here.