Lyrics:

I got a good reason for being here
And driving round your house
Hopin' to catch a glimpse of you,
Maybe talk our troubles out
I've been making left turns,
Round and round your block
Circlin' since Sunday evening at six o' clock
I know my behavior might seem a little strange
It's got a lot to do with loosin' you
And plain ol' pain.

I've got a good reason for being here
Where the music's loud
Hopin' to forget about you
And lookin' for a good time croud
Think I'll shoot some doubles
And sit here at the bar
I ain't goin' nowhere,
I gave the bartender my car
I know my behavior might seem a little strange
It's got a lot to do with loosin' you
And plain ol' pain.

Well it's a shootin', stabin', all-naggin'
Grinding kind of hurt
Naginizin', mezmorizin', constant hell on earth
It's plain ol pain!

I've got a good reason for bein' here
And layin' on this couch
And for a hundred bucks an hour
I'm gonna sort my feelings out
Doctor says my problem is common but acute
And I won't get any better
Until I talk to you
It's fear, emotion anguish, induced by mental strain
In clinical words or lamens terms
It's plain ol pain, plain ol pain
It's plain ol pain, plain ol pain, plain ol pain, plain ol pain