Texty: SR-71. Kick Me When I'm High.

She clings to me like cellophane,
Fake plastic submarine,
Slowly driving me insane,
But now thats over!
So what if the sex is great,
Just temporary escape,
Another thing I grew to hate!
But now thats over!

why why do you always kick me when im high?
Knock me down till we see eye to eye,
Figured her out I know she may not be,
Miss right she'll do right now!
(she'll do right now)

I used to hang on every word,
Each lie was more absurd!
Kept me so insecure but now thats over,
She taught me how to trust,
And to believe in us,
Then she taught me how to cuss,
That bitch its over!

(You know I used to be such a nice boy....)

Why why do you always kick me when im high?
Knock me down till we see eye to eye,
Figured her out I know she may not be,
Miss right she'll do right now!

She clings to me like cellophane,
Fake plastic submarine,
She's driving me insane,
But now thats over! (now that's over)

Why why do you always kick me when im high?
Knock me down till we see eye to eye,
Figured her out, I know she may not be
Miss right she'll do right now! (she'll do right now)

Right now, Ohhh
Right now.