Texty: Bowling For Soup. Drunk Enough To Dance. On an On.

I'm happy again to be stuck here again
And you're so happy again to be stuck here again
Now we can rap about, the good old days
Laugh at dumb jokes that you make, it's great to be here

And, I'm just elated to be someone you once hated
And it's all so complicated
Maybe this time you can come outside your little world
Make out with another girl, if it were up to me

I'd like to buy you flowers everyday
Make everyday a holiday
Carry on and on and on about you
And the things you do, the things you do

I'm so sorry again, you say you're leavin' me again
'Cause you're not happy again and I'm left stuck here again
Now you can scream about the little things
Slap me twice across the face, man it would be great

If I could buy you flowers everyday
Make everyday a holiday
Carry on and on and on about you
And the things you do, the things you do

If I could buy you flowers everyday
Make everyday a holiday
Carry on and on and on about you
And the things you do

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I just said, I'd buy you flowers everyday
Make everyday a holiday
Carry on and on and on about you
And the things you do, the things you do
Do, do, do, Ole