Fruited Plain

case is empty case is full
 making a case of the time we waste
 saying who ain't chaste and who had
 taste in school - when we was cool
 pleated shirt pleated slacks pleadin'
 please don't leave you can never leave
 you must believe you'll lose steam on
 the tracks and you'll be headin' back
 makin' love makin' pain
 raising hell raising cain
 calming down keeping sane making
 home in the land of the fruited plain
 kicking ass taking names
 taking time in hopes to find
 a reason why i just don't feel ashamed
 but it was all a game
 checking in checking out
 checking the first on who feels worse
 about this curse
 that's reversed us inside-out
 guess you should check it out
 CHORUS
 even if we chose
 i couldn't get rid of you
 lost the number on that form
 now didn't you
 thought no one would notice
 if i'd hidden you
 feeling guilty feeling bad
 feeling unappealing 'bout the wheeling
 and the dealing love like mad
 but it was all i had
 staying in staying put
 staying and praying
 and weighing how far away
 it'd be on foot if you weren't put
 CHORUS