my big mouth I bumped into Jane and she told me to drop dead Oh she's not to blame, I know exactly what I said Every time a car drives past I think it
big mouth I bumped into Jane and she told me to drop dead Oh she's not to blame, I know exactly what I said Every time a car drives past I think it's
mind and try to make up some time I'm hanging on a thread You know I'm ready to blow, but not quite yet You know I'm ready to fold, can't count my cards
