Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mitch Allan
Guitar
Beauchemin
Guitar
Dan Garvin
Drums
Jeff Reid
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mitch Allan
Songwriter
Butch Walker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Bendeth
Producer
Neal Avron
Mixing Engineer
Geoff Sanoff
Engineer
Brian Garten
Engineer
Arnold Geher
Additional Engineer
Darren Mora
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mark Phythian
Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
She clings to me like cellophane
Fake plastic submarine
Slowly driving me insane
But now that's over
So, what if the sex was great?
Just a temporary escape
Another thing I grew to hate
But now that's over
Why, why do you always kick me when I'm high?
Knock me down 'til we see eye to eye
Figured her out I know she
May not be Miss Right, she'll do right now
She'll do right now
I used to hang on every word
Each lie was more absurd
Kept me so insecure
But now that's over
She taught me how to trust
And to believe in us
And then she taught me how to cuss
That bitch, it's over
You know I used to be such a nice boy
Why, why do you always kick me when I'm high?
Knock me down 'til we see eye to eye
Figured her out I know she
May not be Miss Right, she'll do right now
She clings to me like cellophane
Fake plastic submarine
She's driving me insane
But now that's over (now that's over)
Why, why do you always kick me when I'm high?
Knock me down 'til we see eye to eye
Figured her out I know she
May not be Miss Right, she'll do right now
She'll do right now
Right now, oh
Right now
Writer(s): Mitch Allan, Bradley Walker
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