Blister In The Sun - Bowling For Soup

And I'm so strung out,
I'm high as a kite I just might stop to check you out,

Let me go on like a blister in the sun
Let me go on begin to know you one

Body beats I stain the sheets,
I don't even know why,
My girlfriend she's at the end she is starting to cry,

Let me go on like a blister in the sun,
Let me go on big hands I know your the one,

When I'm a walking I strut my stuff,
And I'm so strung out,
I'm high as a kite I just might stop to check you out,

And then, and then, body beats I stain the sheets,
I don't even know why,
My girlfriend she's at the end she is starting to cry,

Let me go on like a blister in the sun
Let me go on big hands I know your the one,
Fucking shit
Oh oh oh oh

Let me go on like a blister in the sun,
Let me go on big hands I know your the one,
Fucking shit