Song Lyrics

Last time I couldn't make you come
Last time you didn't fake me out
Last time I got a little bit wasted
But this time I don't think you'll mind
'Cause I'm funny

A Jew, a black, a paddy, and a queer
Were riding in a seaplane before it disappeared
Who goes to Hell and who goes surfing?
Who's gonna be a meal for the urchins now?
It's going down
It's going down
It's going down
It's going down.

Last time I had dinner with the racists
Last time I just fell asleep
Last time I got a little bit wasted
And dreamed of a plane crashing into the sea.

Well, if I go down in a plane, I'll go to Hell
But I'll leave all my shit to my friends in a will
You can have my Crown Vic and you can have my debt
You can have my weakness and my regret
Sweetheart take your dumptruck memories and
Bury them in the cold, cold ground
I've come back for some dead man's loving
You'll need to come, I'll need to throttle down
It's going down
It's going down
It's going down
It's going down.

Last time I couldn't make you come
Last time you didn't fake me out
Last time I got a little bit wasted
But this time I don't think you'll mind
'Cause I'm funny
Yeah, I'm funny
Yeah, I'm funny
Yeah, I'm funny.

Last time I ate dinner with the racists
Last time I just fell asleep
Last time I got a little bit wasted
And dreamed of a plane crashing into the sea
Last time I couldn't make you come
Last time you didn't fake me out
Last time I got a little bit wasted
But this time I don't think you'll mind.

Salesmen and racists and football stars
All hanging out at the hotel bar
Telling those jokes, clearing their throats
Drinking their dinner and smoking my dope
Well, I will smile and I'll backslap
Laugh at those jokes and gladly shake their hands.

John William Feldmann