Not You Again (Live from CBGB's 12/93)

I thought of the Blob today

I thought of you

I thought of the mess I made again

How do I do it?

Now when it leaves your hand, just understand

That I'm the one it missed

Right through a piece

I've been keepin' away

You really can't resist

I thought of the Blob today

I thought of you

I thought of the mess I made again

How do I do it?

I got no advice about anything

Just fuck it up yourself

Is she the kind of girl that's worth getting

In such a sticky mess?

If I say a word, just stop me

'Cause I really should shut up

Guess I'll split now, just forget you met me

Forget I brought it up

I thought of the Blob today

I thought of you

I thought of the mess I made again

How do I do it?

Hey girl, now walk me home

No, drive me home

Now pick me up again

Waiting for things to change

I'll rearrange stuff

No, not you again

If I say a word, just stop me

'Cause I really should shut up

Guess I'll split now

Just forget you met me

Sorry I fucked it all up again