GDrove Ddowntown in the a7 rain, nine-thirty on a Tuesday night
GJust to cDheck out the late-night reb7 cord shop  a7    
GCall it Dimpulsive, call it coa7 mpulsive, call it insane
GWhen I'm Dsurrounded I just can'b7 t stop         a7    

It's a matter of instinct, It's a matter of conditioning,
It's a matter of fact
You can call me Pavlov's dog
Ring a bell and I'll salivate -- how'd you like that
Dr. Landy tell me you're not just a pedagogue
'Cause right now I'm

GLying in Dbed just like Bria7 an Wilson did
Well I'm Glying in beDd just like Brian Wie lson did


So I'm lying here Just staring at the ceiling tiles
And I'm thinking about what to think about
Just listening and re-listening to Smiley Smile

a7 And if you want to Dfind me I'll be Fout in the e sandbox
a7 Wondering where the hDell all the Glove hasF gone  a7    
Playing my Dguitar and building cFastles in the e sun   a7    
And Dsinging "Fun GFun Fun"

a I had a e7 dream that I was three hundred pounds
And though I was very heavy
I floated till I couldn't see the ground
I floated till I couldn't see the ground
Somebody help me, I couldn't see the ground
Somebody help me, I couldn't see the ground
Somebody help me because I'm