Lisa Guyman Follow

Watching the parade 'cause today's the day I got over you
Taking out the trash and the pictures that I stashed
Of the two of us in 1992

You stole my heart when Eddie Veder was king
I gave you a foot massage, I gave you my ring
You left me for a drummer 'cause you said I couldn't sing
But, that's okay

'Cause there'll be
No more mountain climbing in the rain
No more long hair clogging up the drain
No more life will never be the same
Life after Lisa is not so bad at all

I saw you with the dude who gave us our first tattoos
Did he cover up my name that was fast
Can you believe that I'm alive, still not working 9 to 5
And my little band is kicking some ass

So when you asked me if I hated you now
It's not you it's just all of the times I missed out
On sleeping with your roommate every time you passed out
But, that's okay

And now there's
No more mountain climbing in the rain
No more long hair clogging up the drain
No more life will never be the same
Life after Lisa is not so bad at all

I'll bet you're saying to yourself
That you'll find somebody else like me
All I've gotta say is there ain't no fucking way
That you're getting me to say I'm sorry, not today

No more mountain climbing in the rain
No more long hair clogging up the drain
No more life will never be the same

Cleaning up the house again
Listening to house of pain
Having headaches in my brain
Listening to you complain

Shopping at the mall again
I'm out of rhymes I've gotta say
Life after Lisa is not so bad at all
Not so bad at all

No more mountain climbing in the rain
No more long hair clogging up the drain, oh no
No more not so bad at all
No more
(Not so bad, not so bad)
No more
(Not so bad, not so bad)

Watching the parade 'cause today's the day I got over you
Taking out the trash and the pictures that I stashed