Lyric Just Fell In

Written by Tommy Shaw, James Young
Lead Vocals by Tommy Shaw

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It was 8:15
When I pulled into the 7 Eleven
I bought a 12 ounce coffee
And I threw down a 357

I guess I was thinking I would never be found
Next thing I knew I was spread-eagle
Down on the ground

I just fell into a manic depression
And I really want to spend it with you

I got pretty paper shoes
And I m weaving you a basket for Christmas
Three hots and a cot
And a cellmate who keeps calling me missus

But I like to think I m the king of the couch
And I like my shrink
Cause he always brings me smoke in a pouch

I just fell into a manic depression
And I really want to spend it with you

We don t have any inhibitions
We re not consumed by ambition
We ve got no mission control

They say Dr. Freud might call me an anal retentive
But my PO says I m delinquent and I got no incentive

Rehab is a thing of the past
I step into the cab and say "Hey buddy, step on the gas"

Just fell into a manic depression
And I really want to spend it with you

Okay ladies, it s time for your medication