Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
I make you say ooh, ooh
I make you say oohI got the dirty old hands of a drummer in a band
But I never really hit the sticks
I got the sunburned tan of every working man
Who's spent a minute in the ditchAnd I ain't gonna try to tell another lie
You never should've let me in
'Cause I'm the type of guy who's never let inside
To show you where my hands have beenThis is now, that was then
You broke my heart, I let you in
This is now, that was then
I fucked around with all your friendsWhoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh
This is now, that was then
Forget about the past and let's hit it againI make you say ooh, ooh
I make you say oohShe's eleven out of ten, got a body with a pin
You could pull it like a hand grenade
And I don't know where she's going
But I know where she's been
'Cause it's the only time my bed's been madeAnd I ain't gonna try to tell another lie
You trip me when you let me in
'Cause I'm the type of guy who drinks
Until his eyes lose sight of what's in front of himThis is now, that was then
You broke my heart, I let you in
This is now, that was then
I fucked around with all your friendsWhoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh
This is now, that was then
Forget about the past and let's hit it againShe's the portrait of a model
I'm just a picture of a man
She's got her fingers on a bottle
But I'm drinking from a canAnd she's always seeing people
And I'm always on my own
But she's right here begging
Saying take me home, take me homeThis is now, that was then
You broke my heart, I let you in
This is now, that was then
I fucked around with all your friendsWhoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh
This is now, that was then
Forget about the past and let's hit it again