Ten past nine on another sunny Monday
Taking my time as I headed for the runway
I grabbed myself a beer as I'm waiting for the taxi
Then who should appear looking downright sexy

I can't wait, I can't win, I can't related with the state I'm in
I can't wait, I can't win, I can't conversate with a headful of mescaline
I can't wait, I can't win, I can't remember where I've been

I'm gone, long gone, I'm gone, long gone
I might need some help to sing this funky song
'Cause I'm gone, long gone

Anyone can tell what you do for enjoyment
I'm trying like hell not to laugh at your boyfriend
I'm so self-aware 'cause I'm feeling really wasted
You're over there looking so good I can taste it

You got it all, on the street, you call and we'll bring the wild heat
You got it all, on the street, how'd you fall for such a skinny deadbeat
You got it all, on the street, he's ballin', I can't compete, I'm gone

I'm gone, long gone, I'm gone, long gone
I might need some help to sing this funky song
'Cause I'm gone

You gotta choose, now don't stall
I drowned my blues in hundred-proof alcohol
You gotta choose, now don't stall
Girls like you used to hang on my bedroom wall
You gotta choose, now don't stall
Please excuse me I feel like I'm about to fall, fall for you girl
You gotta choose, and that's all
I've paid my dues so suck my balls, I'm gone