Bowling alley

So it went like this, I finished work

And then I drove home pissed

Oh, God, what's worse than when your

Shit's all twisted, everything's off

So I hit the joint, and now I'm feeling better

And I strip down south 'cause I'm the naked neighbor

It's a choice, or am I cursed?

It's a toss-up

Sometimes I get on my knees

Pray to God, the birds and the bees

I do it in a crisis, it's a crisis nightly now

Then through my nightgown, there's a breeze

And out the window, through the trees

I see it and it's striking

It's a bowling alley party I forgot about

But I got my creams on and my gown on

And I don't think anyone cares if I go or not

So wrong to think everyone loves me

But doesn't need to be around me all the time

(Oh-ah-ah)

But I'll be honest, yeah, the bowling alley kinda sounds nice

(Oh-ah-ah)

And I'm invited, so I'll go there tonight

So I get up fast, I hate to keep 'em waiting

Party's not fun yet 'cause I'm too busy praying

God, I'm so happy to be rushing off

Off, uh

So I walk in hot, oh, great, nobody noticed

'Til I hit that strike, then everybody noticed me, uh-huh

Everybody loves a winner

Who's gonna tell 'em I'm a lucky beginner?

Sometimes I get on my knees

Pray to God, the birds and the bees

I do it in a crisis, it's a crisis nightly now

Then from the front door comes a breeze

And out the window, through the trees

I see it and it's frightening

It's a candle in my room, forgot to blow it out

But I got my jeans on and my crown on

And the whole place totally cares if I go or not

So wrong to think everyone loves me

And they need to be around me all the time

(Oh-ah-ah)

But I'll be honest, yeah, the nightgown kinda sounds nice

(Oh-ah-ah)

I take the trophy and I Irish goodbye

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