I got a good reason for being here And driving round your house Hopin' to catch a glimpse of you, Maybe talk our troubles out I've been making left turns, Round and round your block Circlin' since Sunday evening at six o' clock I know my behavior might seem a little strange It's got a lot to do with loosin' you And plain ol' pain. I've got a good reason for being here Where the music's loud Hopin' to forget about you And lookin' for a good time croud Think I'll shoot some doubles And sit here at the bar I ain't goin' nowhere, I gave the bartender my car I know my behavior might seem a little strange It's got a lot to do with loosin' you And plain ol' pain. Well it's a shootin', stabin', all-naggin' Grinding kind of hurt Naginizin', mezmorizin', constant hell on earth It's plain ol pain! I've got a good reason for bein' here And layin' on this couch And for a hundred bucks an hour I'm gonna sort my feelings out Doctor says my problem is common but acute And I won't get any better Until I talk to you It's fear, emotion anguish, induced by mental strain In clinical words or lamens terms It's plain ol pain, plain ol pain It's plain ol pain, plain ol pain, plain ol pain, plain ol pain