I liked you better you were running on top

Taught you to dance and you told me to stop

Get on the freeway at two hundred and five

That's not the limit when you're learning to drive

I always marvel at decisions I make

Eight hundred thousand two hundred and fifty mistakes

No good a fighting and I'm no good in bed

Thought it was raining when you pissed down my leg

I'm having trouble with my Saturday night

Thought your stool sample was vegemite

I broke my arm when I was going berserk

And now I play the guitar but my fingers don't work

'cause I love fucking up

I got a stereo I couldn't afford

I got a mobile and I asked for a cord

Two speed automatic washing machine

I took it to the Laundromat to get my clothes clean

I always wonder at the decisions I make

Twenty seven hundred thousand stupid mistakes

'cause I love fucking up

I thought I can't get no satisfaction was by the Rollins band

And I can't get no girly action unless it's with my hand

Another funny anecdote, at my expense

I didn't find it that funny, thought it didn't make sense

Sentences I can't construct

Teenagers I will corrupt

'cause I love fucking up

I thought I can't get no satisfaction was by the Rollins band

And I can't get no girly action unless it's with my hand

If the the deaf dumb blind kid gave a speech then I would interrupt

'casue I love fucking up