Regular exposure to insecticide has caused me to break out in hives.
I'm losing weight. I cannot wait till Saturday...
'Cause on Saturday, my tax deductions make me function like a blue collar...
White collar...? ...I don't know -so I gotta hollar
"Oh! Oh Goddamnit! I think I've lost it!
Oh God! Goddamnit, I think I've lost you!
Anti-oxidants have got me causing accidents
Because my wine is spiked with pomegranite.
If you've got just one, then slam it.
Shot down -it's just such a shame.
I bet you feel no pain. Mercy!
Expect a rivalry.
Shot down -it's just such a shame.
I'm losing at this game. No fair!
Why don't you seem to care.
Lack of consequence has got me making decisions
Based upon truth or dare decision making.
No faking.
I end up taking karate.
She's naughty... I call shotty!
My body will never live up to these expectations
I still make invitations.
Oh! Oh Goddamnit.
I think I've lost it and I think that I've lost you.
Oh Goddamnit Video (MV)
Performed By: Hot Hot Heat
From Album: Make Up the Breakdown
Language: English
Length: 2:29
Written by: DANTE NICHOLAS DECARO, DUSTIN PATRICK HAWTHORNE, PAUL GRANVILLE SCOTT HAWLEY, STEVEN AARON BAYS
Year: 2002
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Regular exposure to insecticide has caused me to break out in hives.
I'm losing weight. I cannot wait till Saturday...
'Cause on Saturday, my tax deductions make me function like a blue collar...
White collar...? ...I don't know -so I gotta hollar
"Oh! Oh Goddamnit! I think I've lost it!
Oh God! Goddamnit, I think I've lost you!
Anti-oxidants have got me causing accidents
Because my wine is spiked with pomegranite.
If you've got just one, then slam it.
Shot down -it's just such a shame.
I bet you feel no pain. Mercy!
Expect a rivalry.
Shot down -it's just such a shame.
I'm losing at this game. No fair!
Why don't you seem to care.
Lack of consequence has got me making decisions
Based upon truth or dare decision making.
No faking.
I end up taking karate.
She's naughty... I call shotty!
My body will never live up to these expectations
I still make invitations.
Oh! Oh Goddamnit.
I think I've lost it and I think that I've lost you.
I'm losing weight. I cannot wait till Saturday...
'Cause on Saturday, my tax deductions make me function like a blue collar...
White collar...? ...I don't know -so I gotta hollar
"Oh! Oh Goddamnit! I think I've lost it!
Oh God! Goddamnit, I think I've lost you!
Anti-oxidants have got me causing accidents
Because my wine is spiked with pomegranite.
If you've got just one, then slam it.
Shot down -it's just such a shame.
I bet you feel no pain. Mercy!
Expect a rivalry.
Shot down -it's just such a shame.
I'm losing at this game. No fair!
Why don't you seem to care.
Lack of consequence has got me making decisions
Based upon truth or dare decision making.
No faking.
I end up taking karate.
She's naughty... I call shotty!
My body will never live up to these expectations
I still make invitations.
Oh! Oh Goddamnit.
I think I've lost it and I think that I've lost you.
Writer: DANTE NICHOLAS DECARO, DUSTIN PATRICK HAWTHORNE, PAUL GRANVILLE SCOTT HAWLEY, STEVEN AARON BAYS
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
