I can't help myself I can smell it on you
I can't tell if I'm in hell or if I'm just singing songs and
I came to ring the bells, I'm telling everybody
I'm telling everybody
Lord, I'm yelling help I'm sorry
I can't help myself I can smell it on you
I can't tell if I'm in hell or if I'm just singing songs and
I came to ring the bells, I'm telling everybody
I'm telling everybody
Lord, I'm yelling help I'm sorry
She walked in with nothing but perfume and lipstick on
Consider the distance, going from this to that
And this and on
She's drunk she slunk down in her chair
She's scared she missed her song
She whispered something about me hair
Didn't care to listen for too long
But that's how the cookie crumbles
Blast him in half, keep him good and humble
Wrap him in plastic and should he stumble
Over ledge, into the lake
Too close to the edge, I noticed him shake
I can't help myself I can smell it on you
I can't tell if I'm in hell or if I'm just singing songs and
I came to ring the bells, I'm telling everybody
I'm telling everybody
Lord, I'm yelling help I'm sorry
I can't help myself I can smell it on you
I can't tell if I'm in hell or if I'm just singing songs and
I came to ring the bells, I'm telling everybody
I'm telling everybody
Lord, I'm yelling help I'm sorry
I can't help myself I can smell it on you
I can't tell if I'm in hell or if I'm just singing songs and
I came to ring the bells, I'm telling everybody
I'm telling everybody
Lord, I'm yelling help I'm sorry
I can't help myself I can smell it on you
I can't tell if I'm in hell or if I'm just singing songs and
I came to ring the bells, I'm telling everybody
I'm telling everybody
Lord, I'm yelling help I'm sorry