Woke up late again this morning

Cause I was late again last night

In the mood that I was born in

And my skin was feelin' tight

I took a short cut to the city

Had myself a drink or two

I got over feeling shaky

But I'm still not over you

Chorus:

God, I might as well forget you

You ain't never comin' true

Seems like ever since I met you

I've been gettin' over you

I don't crave no conversation

I don't need no sympathy

All I want is my old lady

That old lady wantin' me

So take me any way you want me

I'll take you any way I can

I don't want your sack of candy

Just some sweetness now and then

Chorus:

I got to get myself together

With someone who wants some too

Maybe I can learn to love her

While I'm a-gettin' over you