Today I wasn't even gonna take a shower
And then I got a call sayin' that my cousin died in a fire
So I washed myself for what seemed like three hours
With tears and rusty water

I need some of that Calgon take me away action, immediately
Before I start scrubbing my hands hard repeatedly
I'm stuck somewhere lethargic between reality
And a fucking school video
Wake me UP

I've said goodbye too many times in these 22 long ones
And here I am waving again,
So long friend
I should a told her how this town doesn't like it when people leave

So it finds ways to keep em?
It sows seeds and reaps em?
Now she's part of this harvest
Different from all the others

Ask her mother how her smile touched souls and warmed cold hearts
Monique I miss you
I wish I coulda kissed you farewell
And given you that tattoo you always asked for

And when I'm done tatin' thug life on god?s stomach
You got next
I'm done
You gotta take what you want from it

I'm going to wash my hands
I miss you girl

Copyright: Songtrust Ave, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Richard Davies, Roger Hodgson