Dyed in the Wool

Help me, I’m starting to expire
I hope that I can hire a helping hand
It’s got a meaning, I really hadn’t thought of
I really should take care of the things I have
I have to hold you
Have to hold you in a headlock
I have to force you into wedlock
That’s how I am
I’m dyed in the wool
Dyed in the wool. (x2)
Fucking love
When I should buckle down
And I shouldn’t hang around
For what that’s worth
Can you forgive me?
We’re headed irrational
Freakish passion for passion
That’s my curse, that’s my curse
I’m dyed in the wool
Dyed in the wool. (x2)
I’m dyed in the wool
I’m dyed in the wool. (x6)
Dyed in the wool