On The Wagon

Green Day

Sometimes it gets real hard 
And I need some kind of output 
For input twice the size of my one inch mind 
So slap me on the hand 
Put it right back down my pants 
Turn me right around 
Kick me in the ass 

Well today I say sweet things 
But tomorrow 
I'll be making up excuses 
For my actions cuz it's been so long 
Since I've been in love 
That special kind of feeling 
Guess my best excuse 
I'm on the wagon again 
(repeat) 

Well I got no real excuse 
I'm on the wagon again 
Hey