A Wasted Waltz

Two by two, they're all leaving you
It's late and you oughta head home
Stand up, step out, excuse myself out
It's late and I oughta head home

I guess I don't reap what I sow
I'm not that nice guys, you know
I guess I don't reap what I sow
I'm not that nice guys

Two, half two, nothing to do
It's late and you oughta head home
Stand up, step out, stumble about
It's late and you better head home

I guess I don't reap what I sow
I'm not that nice guys, you know
I guess I don't reap what I sow
I'm not that nice guys

As the night closes in, evaluate the state you're in, son
And you find yourself alone
Why not waltz your way home?



Credits
Writer(s): John Mcgeough
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