Add It Up (Live)
Day after day, I will walk and I will play,
But the day after today, I will stop and I will start.
Why can't I get just one kiss?
Why can't I get just one kiss?
There may be some things that I wouldn't miss,
But I look at your pants and I need a kiss.
Why can't I get just one screw?
Why can't I get just one screw?
Believe me, I know what to do,
But something won't let me make love to you.
Why can't I get just one fuck?
Why can't I get just one fuck?
I guess it's got something to do with luck,
But I waited my whole life for just one.
Day after day, I get angry and I will say,
That the day is in my sight when I'll take a bow and say goodnight.
Oh, ma-mama, mama-mo-ma-mum,
Have you kept your eye, your eye on your son?
I know you've had problems, you're not the only one,
When your sugar left, he left you on the run.
Oh, ma-mama, mama-mo-ma-mum,
Take a look now at what your boy has done.
He's walking around like he's number one,
Went downtown and you got him a gun.
So don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me,
Don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me.
You know you've got my sympathy,
But don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me.
So don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me,
Don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me.
You know you've got my sympathy,
But don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me.
Going down the kitchen at the top of the stairs,
Can I mix in with your affairs?
Share a smoke, make a joke, grasp and reach for a leg of hope.
Words to memorize, words hypnotize, words make my mouth exercise.
Words all failed the magic prize; nothing I can say when I'm in your thighs.
Oh, ma-mama, mo-ma, mo-ma mother,
I would love to love you, lover.
City is restless, it's ready to pounce,
Here in your bedroom, ounce-for-ounce.
Oh, ma-mama, mo-ma, mo-ma mother,
I would love to love you, lover.
City is restless, it's ready to pounce,
Here in your bedroom, ounce-for-ounce.
I've given you a decision to make,
Things to lose, things to take.
Just as she's about ready to cut it up:
She says, "Wait a minute, honey, I'm gonna add it up!"
Add it up! Add it up! Add it up!
Day after day, I get angry and I will say,
That the day is in my sight when I'll take a bow and say goodnight.
But the day after today, I will stop and I will start.
Why can't I get just one kiss?
Why can't I get just one kiss?
There may be some things that I wouldn't miss,
But I look at your pants and I need a kiss.
Why can't I get just one screw?
Why can't I get just one screw?
Believe me, I know what to do,
But something won't let me make love to you.
Why can't I get just one fuck?
Why can't I get just one fuck?
I guess it's got something to do with luck,
But I waited my whole life for just one.
Day after day, I get angry and I will say,
That the day is in my sight when I'll take a bow and say goodnight.
Oh, ma-mama, mama-mo-ma-mum,
Have you kept your eye, your eye on your son?
I know you've had problems, you're not the only one,
When your sugar left, he left you on the run.
Oh, ma-mama, mama-mo-ma-mum,
Take a look now at what your boy has done.
He's walking around like he's number one,
Went downtown and you got him a gun.
So don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me,
Don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me.
You know you've got my sympathy,
But don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me.
So don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me,
Don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me.
You know you've got my sympathy,
But don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me.
Going down the kitchen at the top of the stairs,
Can I mix in with your affairs?
Share a smoke, make a joke, grasp and reach for a leg of hope.
Words to memorize, words hypnotize, words make my mouth exercise.
Words all failed the magic prize; nothing I can say when I'm in your thighs.
Oh, ma-mama, mo-ma, mo-ma mother,
I would love to love you, lover.
City is restless, it's ready to pounce,
Here in your bedroom, ounce-for-ounce.
Oh, ma-mama, mo-ma, mo-ma mother,
I would love to love you, lover.
City is restless, it's ready to pounce,
Here in your bedroom, ounce-for-ounce.
I've given you a decision to make,
Things to lose, things to take.
Just as she's about ready to cut it up:
She says, "Wait a minute, honey, I'm gonna add it up!"
Add it up! Add it up! Add it up!
Day after day, I get angry and I will say,
That the day is in my sight when I'll take a bow and say goodnight.
Credits
Writer(s): Gordon James Gano
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- Country Death Song (Live At Beneath-It-All Cafè / 1981)
- Blister In The Sun (Demo)
- Gone Daddy Gone / I Just Want To Make Love To You (Live At Folk City / 1983)
- Why Do Birds Sing? (Deluxe Edition)
- Color Me Once (Early Version)
- American Music (Alternate Mix)
- Me And You
- Waiting For The Bus
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