Three shot's woke me up in the mor-in the mornin', oh in the mornin' yeah
Two shot's knocked me out last night, oh I was callin' for ya
And she's staring at my face, I can feel it
Just another of those days, I can feel it
She can fill the void in my heart
But I always fear the start
If the tables were turned, I wouldn't wait for ya... ya
To say.. say that I'll be your only
So many girls to call
Is it any wonder I've got nowhere at all
With the same shit everyday...
My brother called, we won another game... The Bronx Bombers, baby...