the bag of vomit on the door
reminds me that it was not such a good night
when i think about it it was a chore
one that i probably didn't do right
but i have no right to complain
there's no one but me i have to blame
cause everything is wonderful for me today
i like to think that no one loves me
i like to think that they don't care
later on when i find out they were so busy
well i'm not so needy when the smoke clears
cause i have no right to complain
there's no one but me i have to blame
cause everything is wonderful for me today
cause everything is great
everything is great great great
everything is wonderful for me today
later on that evening
we were watching the tv
and the man on the tv said
i have been getting undue credit
that is getting someone elses press
if i could find the proper owner i would give it all back in a reddress
but that doesn't make him gay
and how is that for you to say
maybe he's just having himself a gay day