This Side of Hell

Damn Yankees

I don't want to talk
That much about anything
And I don't wan to know
About who you been seeing

My will is on
And I can't say no
The feeling's strong
But I can't let go

Baby
You got me living this side of hell
Living this side oh well
You got me salivating

Was it Pavlov's intention
Living this side of hell
I don't know much
About wide-eyed innocence

Or hanging around
Without your cheap intelligence
My brain went south
As I hit the floor

And all I want is more and more
Honey
You got me living this side of hell
Living this side oh well

While I was goin' to school
You bent me over the rules
Living this side of hell
I come around

And start to knock at your door
I hear a voice say
"She don't live here no more"
That's it for me

I guess I don't get to score
And then you woo me, you do me,
You chew me up and spit me out
You keepin' it up

'Til a quarter to three
That little bitty thang
Got a hold on me
Honey

What you doin' to me
What you tryin' to do
What you tryin' to do to me
Got me living this side of hell

Living this side oh well
I'm in way over my head
Why can't I be like Ted
Living this side of hell

Got me living this side of hell
You got me living this side oh well
Is it your good intention
Or a crisis intervention

Got me living this side of hell
Living this side
Living this side
Living this side

Living this side of hell