(Johnny VanZant -- Robert White Johnson -- Donnie VanZant -- Pat Buchanan). Alarm clock rings about a quarter after five. I've been up all night. Raisin' hell with some friends of mine. I take one good look in the mirror. But only one things gettin' clearer. The way I live I'm lucky to be alive. There I go lying to myself. Said I wasn't gonna do it. Next thing you know here I go again. Talked myself right into it. Supposed to be to work an hour ago. When I pass that boss stormin' down the road. Now there's an angel on my shoulder. thinnkin' she can win me over. Devil's got my number don't you know. There I go lying to myself. Said I wasn't gonna do it. Next thing you know here I go again. Talked myself right into it. Maybe maybe have I gone to far this time. Maybe maybe is my conscience workin' overtime. Nah. There's a knockout Georgia Peach givin' me the eye. Well if the truth beknown I'm just a little shy. Turns out she wasn't alone. She had a six foot chaperone. But that didn't slow me down. Don't ask me why. There I go lying to myself. Said I wasn't gonna do it. Next thing you know here I go again. Talked myself right into it. I got no one to blame except myself. I said I wasn't gonna do it. Next thing you know here I go. Talk myself right into it. Talk myself talk myself right into it. Talk myself talk myself talk myself right into it. Said I wasn't gonna do it. Here I go again baby.