Lyric Talked Myself Right Into It

(Johnny VanZant -- Robert White Johnson -- Donnie VanZant -- Pat Buchanan)

Alarm clock rings about a quarter after five
I ve been up all night
Raisin hell with some friends of mine
I take one good look in the mirror
But only one things gettin clearer
The way I live, I m lucky to be alive

There I go lying to myself
Said I wasn t gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again
Talked myself right into it

Supposed to be to work an hour ago
When I pass that boss stormin down the road
Now there s an angel on my shoulder
thinnkin she can win me over
Devil s got my number don t you know

There I go lying to myself
Said I wasn t gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again
Talked myself right into it

Maybe, maybe have I gone to far this time
Maybe, maybe is my conscience workin overtime
Nah

There s a knockout Georgia Peach givin me the eye
Well if the truth beknown I m just a little shy
Turns out she wasn t alone
She had a six foot chaperone
But that didn t slow me down
Don t ask me why

There I go lying to myself
Said I wasn t gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again
Talked myself right into it

I got no one to blame except myself
I said I wasn t gonna do it
Next thing you know here I go
Talk myself right into it
Talk myself, talk myself right into it
Talk myself, talk myself, talk myself right into it
Said I wasn t gonna do it
Here I go again baby