Two Fists Full

Good lord, boys, please be careful
She'll make you so hysterical
Shake you up like you didn't think possible.

Shell arrive on the red eye one day
You'll have red eyes come Monday
And two fists full of your own hair.

She's at it again
Your head did the things your friends all predicted
Though you didn't care that much
So much for that.

Good luck, lads, it gets harder
Love trade is not fair so beg and barter
Keep treading water and don't leave your blood in the sea.

Keep the sharks at bay and don't attract them
Once they're circling you you won't outlast them
Just distract them for as long as you possibly can.

She's at it again
Instead of losing your head
Try to remember you were fine before you met her
Take the things she has to teach you and run like hell
Run, run like hell
Run like hell
Run like hell
Like hell.

Good going, kid, you've really done it
Reached the roof and now no choice but to plummet
Onto a passing limousine.

Carries with him one happy couple
Let them know the extent of your troubles
How far you struggled and just how fast you fell.

Good grief, girl, please take pity
You're just as powerful as you are pretty
Come to the city and turn the lights back on
Come to the city and turn the lights back on
Come to the city and turn the lights back on.