one down and three-point-six tomorrow, and i’m outta here
this song is how i feel about my last semester. just take out the lines about music and replace it with, well, life. ha. thanks ben folds.
i got up and i drove to work on the wrong side of the road
what the hell would i do? i must admit i didn’t know
then andrew came along y’all to add a couple of lines or so
i’ve got one i finished yesterday, and i got three-point-six to go
one down and three-point-six tomorrow, and i’m out of here
one down and three-point-six tomorrow, and i’m out of here
people tell me, ben just make up junk and turn it in
but i never was alright with turning in a bunch of shit
i don’t like wasting time on music that won’t make me proud
but now i’ve found a reason to sit right down and shit some out
one down and three-point-six tomorrow, and i’m out of here
one down and three-point-six tomorrow, and i’m out of here
i love you more than any man has loved before
i love you more than all the stars up in the sky
i think that we should settle down and live happily forever, after
what do you think of that?
i’m really not complaining, i realize it’s just a job
and i hate hearing belly-aching rockstars whine and sob
‘cause i could be bussing tables, i could well be pumping gas
but i get paid much finer for playing piano and kissing ass
this is one i wrote just an hour ago, three-point-six at last
one down and three-point-six tomorrow, and i’m out of here
one down and three-point-six tomorrow, and i’m out of here
