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

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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