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Released: April 1983 as track #4 on Violent Femmes Writer: Gordon Gano Genre: Alternative rock, folk punk Lyrics: Day after day, I will walk and I will play But the day after today, I will stop and I will start Why can't I get just one kiss? Why can't I get just one kiss? There may be some things that I wouldn't miss But I look at your pants and I need a kiss Why can't I get just one screw? Why can't I get just one screw? Believe me, I know what to do But something won't let me make love to you Why can't I get just one fuck? Why can't I get just one fuck? I guess it's got something to do with luck But I waited my whole life for just one... Day after day, I get angry and I will say That the day is in my sight When I'll take a bow and say goodnight Oh, ma-mama, mama-mo-ma-mum Have you kept your eye, your eye on your son? I know you've had problems, you're not the only one When your sugar left, he left you on the run Oh, ma-mama, mama-mo-ma-mum Take a look now at what your boy has done He's walking around like he's number one Went downtown and you got him a gun So don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me Don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me You know you've got my sympathy But don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me So don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me Don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me You know you've got my sympathy But don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me Broken down kitchen at the top of the stairs Can I mix in with your affairs? Share a smoke, make a joke Grasp and reach for a leg of hope Words to memorize, words hypnotize Words make my mouth exercise Words all failed the magic prize Nothing I can say when I'm in your thighs Oh, ma-mama, mo-ma, mo-ma mother I would love to love you, lover City is restless, it's ready to pounce Here in your bedroom, ounce for ounce Oh, ma-mama, mo-ma, mo-ma mother I would love to love you, lover City is restless, it's ready to pounce Here in your bedroom, ounce for ounce I've given you a decision to make Things to lose, things to take Just as she's about ready to cut it up She says, “Wait a minute, honey, I'm gonna add it up!“ Add it up! Add it up! Add it up! Day after day, I get angry and I will say That the day is in my sight When I'll take a bow and say goodnight
