The Regrets - Good Things Come To Those In Small Packages | Текст песни

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I'm my own best friend.
I'm my own best friend.
I'm my own best friend.
I'm my own best friend.

I get excited at the drop of a hat.
And I lose the inspiration just like that.
Curiosity killed my cat.
I'm my own best friend.

On my days off I often sit in my room
And I try to stave off the impending doom.
Is my room a tomb or a womb?
Am I my own best friend?

If I had any sense you know I would use it.
If I had your child you know I would abuse it.
If I had any sense you know I would use it.
If I had your child you know I would abuse it.

Coffee, soda, juice or tea?
Life's got a lot of questions to ask a guy like me.
Step on a nail and step in some...
How many chances does a grocery bagging guitar player get?

I feel very good
and I know that I'm right
I think I'll get rip-roaring drunk tonight.
I feel very good
and I know that I'm right
I think I'll get rip-roaring drunk tonight.
I feel very good
and I know that I'm right
I think I'll get rip-roaring drunk tonight.
I feel very good
and I know that I'm right
I'm right!
Gonna get rip-roaring drunk tonight.
Gonna do it tonight.

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