Why Why Why (live in Deventer, Netherlands)
Two, three, four
Well, she was flatter than a pancake
And nowhere near as sweet
She got real good at giving head
And fixing stuff to eat
But then I caught her and her uncle
Making out in a ditch
And I asked myself
Did I shave my balls for this?
And I say, why? Why? Why?
Did you have to lie, lie, lie?
You used to get me high, high, high
Now you're bringing me down
Why? Why? Why?
Did you have to lie, lie, lie?
You used to get me high, high, high
Now you're bringing me down
I said now why? Why? Why?
Did you have to lie, lie, lie?
You used to get me high, high, high
Now you're bringing me down
Well, it was back in high school
It was voted most likely to go to hell
But then I lost my heart
To that half-assed Jezebel
Well, I was her guy
When the coke was piled high
But then she licked my bag
And walked right out the door
And I say why? Why? Why?
Did you have to lie, lie, lie?
You used to get me high, high, high
Now you're bringing me down
Why? Why? Why?
Did you have to lie, lie, lie?
You used to get me high, high, high
Now you're bringing me down
You used to get me high
You used to get me high
You used to get me high
Now you're bringing me down
Well, she was flatter than a pancake
And nowhere near as sweet
She got real good at giving head
And fixing stuff to eat
But then I caught her and her uncle
Making out in a ditch
And I asked myself
Did I shave my balls for this?
And I say, why? Why? Why?
Did you have to lie, lie, lie?
You used to get me high, high, high
Now you're bringing me down
Why? Why? Why?
Did you have to lie, lie, lie?
You used to get me high, high, high
Now you're bringing me down
I said now why? Why? Why?
Did you have to lie, lie, lie?
You used to get me high, high, high
Now you're bringing me down
Well, it was back in high school
It was voted most likely to go to hell
But then I lost my heart
To that half-assed Jezebel
Well, I was her guy
When the coke was piled high
But then she licked my bag
And walked right out the door
And I say why? Why? Why?
Did you have to lie, lie, lie?
You used to get me high, high, high
Now you're bringing me down
Why? Why? Why?
Did you have to lie, lie, lie?
You used to get me high, high, high
Now you're bringing me down
You used to get me high
You used to get me high
You used to get me high
Now you're bringing me down
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Thompson, Ruyter Suys, Blaine Cartwright, Daniel Rey, Karen Exley
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