Six A.M.

I know that the things that I say aren't too cool But i feel like I'm whacked out on high octane fuel We walked and we talked [?] And I'm flippin' my wig over you I laid on the floor wondering what I should do And I couldn't help smiling at you like a goof I wish I had known That I could have gone home with you Flippin' my wig over you You had me wondering why I'm so lame You had me thinking about you all day Every day The sun's coming up and the Bud's going down And it's certainly nice that we got to hang out But when push comes to shove I think I fell in love Or at least had a dumb crush on you Now I sit here and sing Thinking up stupid things I'm still flippin' my wig over you I'm still flippin' my wig over you