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