Not You Again (Live from CBGB's 12/93)

I thought of the Blob today
I thought of you
I thought of the mess I made again
How do I do it?

Now when it leaves your hand, just understand
That I'm the one it missed
Right through a piece
I've been keepin' away
You really can't resist

I thought of the Blob today
I thought of you
I thought of the mess I made again
How do I do it?

I got no advice about anything
Just fuck it up yourself
Is she the kind of girl that's worth getting
In such a sticky mess?
If I say a word, just stop me
'Cause I really should shut up
Guess I'll split now, just forget you met me
Forget I brought it up

I thought of the Blob today
I thought of you
I thought of the mess I made again
How do I do it?

Hey girl, now walk me home
No, drive me home
Now pick me up again
Waiting for things to change
I'll rearrange stuff
No, not you again

If I say a word, just stop me
'Cause I really should shut up
Guess I'll split now
Just forget you met me
Sorry I fucked it all up again