I know you're confused and want a word for everything you see
But watch her when she comes to parties glowing like the third degree

It's not your fault, it's no fault at all
She only wants you to join in her fall

The more you see of her the less of you is likely to emerge
From whatever hole you hide in while your pants are being searched

It's not your fault, it's no fault at all
She only wants you to join in her fall

It isn't that she hated you because she thought you're Mormon-pure
But you should see she doesn't like you and it's nothing drugs will cure

It's not your fault, it's no fault at all
She only wants you to join in her fall

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Writer(s): GUY KYSER, ROGER KUNKEL