Titre : I Was Thinking I Could Clean Up For Christmas
I was thinking I could clean up for Christmas And then, baby, I´m through Four more weeks that couldn´t make any difference Except maybe to you
But I´ve tried to use that trick Like a carrot on a stick So I was thinking I could clean up for Christmas Then, baby, I´m through
So I was thinking I could clean up for Christmas And then, baby, I´m through I was thinking I could clean up for Christmas And then, baby, I´m done One less fucker trying to get in the business Of the prodigal son
Where I know I can´t compete Once I´m off of Hastings Street So I was thinking I could clean up for Christmas
Then, baby, I´m done
´Cause I can´t live loaded and I can´t live sober And I´ve been this way since the end of October And I know enough to know That, baby, when it´s over, it´s over And it´s over ´Cause, baby, I´m done
I was thinking I could clean up for Christmas And then call it a day Tell you I´m sorry that I made you a witness To my moral decay
And that, once upon a time I believed it was a victimless crime
So I was thinking I could clean up for Christmas Then call it a day Then call it a day Then call it a day