If I figure it out, what happened to the rest
I thought I'll never ride, down with that...game
All in the middle of my chest
... sometimes I know that I'd be better off dead
But then who would write the stupid songs and make
sure that my dog runs fast
Oh Sharon, it's not what you said to me
Oh Sharon, it was your delivery
Just one cigarette left, what happened to the rest
Now the days go by, fighting very hard to do my best
...shiver a mess, I need to stay with the rest
How can you live like this, you've been turning right into scary Dennis
Oh Sharon, it's not what you said to me
Oh Sharon, it was your delivery
Oh Sharon, it's not what you said to me
Oh Sharon, it was your delivery
Yeah delivery, your delivery, your delivery, your delivery.