Bab's Uvula Who?

Green Day

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    I've got a knack for fucking everything up
    My temper flies and I get myself all wound up

    My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high
    I lose control and I get myself all wound up

    Tension mounts and I fly off the wall
    I self-destruct and I get myself all wound up

    Petulance and irritation set in
    I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up

    Bother myself and I'm all wound up
    Little reserve and I'm all wound up
    Loss of control and I'm all wound up
    All by myself and I'm all wound up

    Chip on my shoulder and a leech on my back
    Stuck in a rut and I get myself all wound up

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    Killed my composure and it will never come back
    Loss of control and I get myself all wound up

    Blown out of proportion again
    My temper snaps and I get myself all wound up

    Spontaneous combustion
    Panic attack
    I slipped a gear and I get myself all wound up

    I lose myself and I'm all wound up
    Bother myself and I'm all wound up
    Well I'm afraid now that I'm all wound up
    I hate myself, and I'm all wound up
    I like myself, and I'm all wound up, shuh!

    I've got a knack for fucking everything up
    My temper flies and I get myself all wound up

    My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high
    I lose control and I get myself all wound up

    Tension mounts and I fly off the wall
    I self-destruct and I get myself all wound up

    Petulance and irritation set in
    I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up

    Bother myself and I'm all wound up
    Loss of control and I'm all wound up
    Panic attack and I'm all wound up
    Bother myself and I'm all wound up

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    Composition: Billie Joe, Tre Cool, and Mik Roberts

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