Gotta get it outta my system
When I'm loaded to the brim
Gotta get it outta my system
Or I tip my hand
Gotta get it outta my system
For I poison my home
Gotta get it outta my system
Or I rock n roll
Keep it inside
Till I might explode
Feel my skin
Like a suit of clothes
I feel warm
Just to hide my soul
Keep it inside
Keep it inside
Gotta get it outta my system
Before I make a call
Gotta get it outta my system
With plenty all
Gotta get it outta my system
I'm loaded to the brim
Gotta get it outta my system
Or I tip my hand
Keep it inside
Till I might explode
Feel my skin
Like a suit of clothes
I feel warm
Just to hide my soul
Keep it inside
Keep it inside
Gotta get it outta my system
Oh enough's enough
Give away too much
Been so long
Give away long
Enough's enough
Use it way too much, way too long
You ain't wear it all, no
Gotta get it outta my system
Before it takes a hold
Gotta get it outta my system
While I rock and roll
Gotta get it outta my system
Promised ?? in hands?
Give a little shout to my sister
Tell her where I've been
Keep it inside
Till I might explode
Feel my skin
Like a suit of clothes
I feel warm
Just to hide my soul
Keep it inside

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Writer(s): Paul Westerberg