Blue Balled

Waking up on hardwood floor
Wondering where I've been
Find my way up to the door
And hardly make a scene
Did I get relief last night
Did she give it to me
Going home don't feel too right
What a way to be

And I suppose
It's not what it seems
But can't a guy dream
I'm blue balled

Strolling down a busy street
Dreaming of the day
When my old lady welcomes me and
In her bed we'll lay
Will I know it when it comes
Should I aim to please
Hope she takes me all the way
Won't leave me with a tease

But I suppose
It's not what it seems
But can't a guy dream
I'm blue balled

But I suppose
It's not what it seems
But can't a guy dream
I'm blue balled

But I suppose
It's not what it seems
But can't a guy dream
I'm blue balled



Credits
Writer(s): Wesley Whitelock
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