Compositor: The Wellingtons
You'd look good with the smile wiped off your face
You talk loud but you're never making sense to me
And I've seen you round this year so much that I wish you'd disappear
When you come around, I come undone
Oh oh she's a mess I must confess
I'm only alright when she's away from me
But I've seen you round this year so much that I wish you'd disappear
When you come around, I come undone
When you come around, I come
But I've seen you round this year so much that I wish you'd disappear
When you come around, I come
When you come around, I come
When you come around, I come undone