[Verse 1]

I want something always, more or less than what I have

Could be nothing but I'll go and look to be had

[Chorus]

You couldn't make it up

Least I don't think so

As you're coming on

And I'm backing up feeling low

[Verse 2]

All my wretched little recipes are the same

Add one cup of from you, and you'll know me by name

[Chorus]

You couldn't make it up

Least I don't think so

As you're coming on

And I'm backing up, feeling low

[Verse 3]

Just last Tuesday morning I recalled you at once

Your eyes shifting right on past my dumb fucking mug

[Chorus]

You couldn't make it up

Least I don't think so

As you're coming on

And I'm backing up, feeling low

[Guitar Solo]