Everybody''s out to catch my...eye...
I''ve gotta think it over
I''ve gotta think it over

Everybody''s got somebody to...
All I wanted was a body to...hide...
I''ve gotta think it over
I''ve gotta think it over

I''m not a saint. I''m not a saint. I''m not a saint. I''m not a saint.

Dog is barking, head is hurting
Car is chasing, hands are dirty I''ve gotta think it over
I''ve gotta think it over

I''m not a saint. I''m not a saint.
(It''s the way I feel inside)
I''m not a saint. I''m not a saint.
(Takes me over sometimes)