I'm so bent all out of shape
Baby can you set me straight
Set me back up on the square
I hope it's not too late

We had a quarrel, a lover's spat
Now I'm wondering
Where my mind was at
Let's set this thing right
Before the night is through

Every now and then
I feel this way
I cried the whole night long
Every now and then
I call your name
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I'm not ashamed

Tell me now
Don't hesitate
I'm so bent all out of shape
If you still care
Set this straight
I hope it's not too late

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Writer(s): JIM MATHUS