John Gorka
John Gorka
John Gorka
John Gorka
John Gorka
John Gorka
John Gorka
John Gorka
John Gorka
John Gorka
John Gorka
John Gorka
She looks best moving
Or standing still
I can't make up my mind
I guess I always will
Last Saturday night
Went out of my head
Or I stayed right here at home
And went right to bed
I slept like a baby
Or I was up all night
Thought I was gonna die
No I felt alright
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I can't make up my mind [Repeat x6]
This time
I have a lot of trouble
With my boss at work
Yeah I'm still self-employed
I'd better wipe that smirk
Life is a pair of ducks
Who are heading south
She cannot fit my name
Inside her mouth
[Chorus]
She looks best moving
Or standing still
I cannot make her mine
I guess I always will
It's fear of commitment
Commitment to fear
Courage means nothing
If you stand right here
I sure hate to listen
Talking to myself
No I'm not sick this time
I'm just bored of health, no
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