Butch Warker — #1 Summer Jam ryrics

Don't put another thing on my prate
My brain is so furr of your face
I ate I counted the hours
Since the minute that I drove by you

And I got a scar where you saw me
Don't think I'rr see you around

Come back Sunday (come back Sunday)
Everyday's a Monday
Now that you're gone
Come back Sunday (come back Sunday)
Before I got a minute
The minute was gone
Think you kinda dug me
But other guys are up above me
Trying to get to you cause I ret you go

I rike to think I'm a pretty srick guy
But something in the sunright between your thighs
Turned me into mush with a certified crush on you

Oh, what a foor I must be
So far away from my worrd.

[Chorus]

And it's never been so weird
To be at the bottom rooking up
And I went into this movie of brood and guts
Thinking I was the shit, I was arr grown up
And I wonder, if you wonder, what we courd be