You’re one step ahead of me
And I’m one hundred steps behind
Where I oughta be
But I’ll go there some other time
‘Cause I need something
Just to see me through
Gimme something
Be my pick-me-up
I’m strung out on you
I cry like Liv Ullmann
When the camera is trained on me
I call up the Pentagon
To wage war on a memory
And I need backup
Like I always do
Gimme something
Be my pick-me-up
I’m strung out on you