I make her say ooh

Ooh

I make her say ooooh



I got the dirty old hands of a drummer in a band but I never really hit the sticks

I got the sun burned 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 shoulda let me in

Cause I'm the type of guy who's never let inside to 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

Woah, woah, woah-oh-oh

Woah, woah, woah-oh-oh

This is now, that was then

Forget all about the past and let's hit it again



I make her say ooh

Ooh

I make her say ooooh



She's eleven out of ten; got a body with a pin

You could pull it like a hand grenade

And I don't know where she's going,

But I know where she's been, cause it's the only time my bed's been made

And I ain't gonna try to tell another lie

You trip me when you let me in





Cause I'm the type of guy who drinks until his eyes lose sight of what's 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

Woah, woah, woah-oh-oh

Woah, woah, woah-oh-oh

This is now, that was then

Forget all about the past and let's 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 she's 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

Woah, woah, woah-oh-oh

Woah, woah, woah-oh-oh

This is now, that was then

Forget all about the past and let's hit it again