Hit It Again - 3OH!3

I make you say ooh, ooh

I make you say oooooooh

I got the dirty old hands

Of a drummer in a band

But I never really hit the sticks

I got the sunburned tan of every working man

Who’s spent a minute in a ditch

And I ain’t gonna try to tell another lie

You never should have let me in

Cause I’m the type of guy who (?) show you where my hands have been

This is now

That was then

You broke my heart, I let you in

This is now, that was then

I fucked around, with all your friends

Whoa, Whoa, Whoa oh oh

Whoa, Whoa, Whoa oh oh

This is now

That was then

Forget about the past and lets hit it again

I make you say ooh, ooh, I make you say oooooooh

Shes eleven out of ten

Got a body with a pin

You can pull it like a hand grenade

And I don’t know where shes going

But I know where shes been

Cause its the only time my beds been made

And I ain’t gonna try to tell another lie

You tripped me when you let me in

Cause I’m the type of guy who

Drinks until his eyes lose

Sight of whats in front of him

This is now

That was then

You broke my heart, I let you in

This is now, that was then

I fucked around, with all your friends

Whoa, Whoa, Whoa oh oh

Whoa, Whoa, Whoa oh oh

This is now

That was then

Forget about the past and lets hit it again

She’s the portrait of a model

I’m just a picture of a man

She’s got her fingers on a bottle

But I’m drinking from a can

And she’s always seeing people

And I’m always on my own

But shes right here begging

Saying take me home, take me home

This is now

That was then

You broke my heart, I let you in

This is now, that was then

I fucked around, with all your friends

Whoa, Whoa, Whoa oh oh

Whoa, Whoa, Whoa oh oh

This is now

That was then

Forget about the past and lets hit it again