Ten past nine on another sunny Monday Taking my time as I headed for the runway I grabbed myself a beer as I'm waiting for the taxi Then who should appear looking downright sexy I can't wait, I can't win, I can't related with the state I'm in I can't wait, I can't win, I can't conversate with a headful of mescaline I can't wait, I can't win, I can't remember where I've been I'm gone, long gone, I'm gone, long gone I might need some help to sing this funky song 'Cause I'm gone, long gone Anyone can tell what you do for enjoyment I'm trying like hell not to laugh at your boyfriend I'm so self-aware 'cause I'm feeling really wasted You're over there looking so good I can taste it You got it all, on the street, you call and we'll bring the wild heat You got it all, on the street, how'd you fall for such a skinny deadbeat You got it all, on the street, he's ballin', I can't compete, I'm gone I'm gone, long gone, I'm gone, long gone I might need some help to sing this funky song 'Cause I'm gone You gotta choose, now don't stall I drowned my blues in hundred-proof alcohol You gotta choose, now don't stall Girls like you used to hang on my bedroom wall You gotta choose, now don't stall Please excuse me I feel like I'm about to fall, fall for you girl You gotta choose, and that's all I've paid my dues so suck my balls, I'm gone