Talked Myself Right Into It Lyrics

(Johnny VanZant -- Robert White Johnson -- Donnie VanZant -- Pat Buchanan)

Alarm clock ring about a quarter after five
I've been up all night raisin' hell with some friends of mine
I take one good look in the mirror
But only one thing's gettin' clearer
The way I live, Lord, I'm lucky to be alive

There I go lying to myself
Said I wasn't gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again
Talked myself right into it

Supposed to be at work an hour ago
When I pass that boss stormin' down the road
Now there's an angel on my shoulder
Thinkin' she can win me over
The Devil's got my number, don't you know

There I go lying to myself
Said I wasn't gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again
Talked myself right into it

Maybe, maybe, have I gone too far this time?
Maybe, maybe, is my conscience workin' overtime? Nah!

There's a knockout Georgia Peach givin' me the eye
Well if the truth be known, I'm just a little shy
Turns out she wasn't alone
She had a six foot chaperone
But that didn't slow me down; don't ask me why

There I go lying to myself
Said I wasn't gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again

I got no one to blame except myself
I said I wasn't gonna do it
Next thing you know here I go again
Talked myself right into it

Talked myself, talked myself right into it
Talked myself, talked myself, talked myself right into it
Said I wasn't gonna do it
(Talked myself, talked myself, talked myself right into it)
Here I go again baby
(Talked myself, talked myself)

Oh, talked myself right into it

"Can't believe I did that!"

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