I go to work and I look tired
The boss man says son you’re gonna get fired
This ain’t your style
And behind my coffee cup
I just smile
What a beautiful mess, what a beautiful mess I’m in
Spending all my time with you
There’s nothing else I’d rather do
What a sweet addiction that I’m caught up in
‘Cause I can’t get enough
Can’t stop the hunger for your love
What a beautiful, what a beautiful mess I’m in
This morning put salt in my coffee
I put my shoes on the wrong feet
Losing my mind I swear
You might be the death of me
But I don’t care
Bridge
Is it your eyes, is it your smile
All I know is that you’re driving me wild
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November 11,2003