Aiming for the Windshield

They'll be aiming for the windshield,
When almost heaven's in your eyes,
They'll be aiming for the windshield,
When almost heaven's in your eyes.

I always want what I can't have,
I always have what I don't need,
And when I get what I want,
Why am I the hardest man to please.

They'll be aiming for the windshield,
When almost heaven's in your eyes,
They'll be aiming for the windshield,
And catch you right bettween the eyes.

I always want the most attractive life,
Am I exused if I admit,
Well you wouldn't blame me,
But I'm not chasing Amy,
Why am I the hardest man to please.
Why am I the hardest man to please . . .

They'll be aiming for the windshield,
When almost heaven's in your eyes,
They'll be aiming for the windshield,
And catch you right bettween the eyes.

("it's that time again")

I always want what I can't have,
I always have what I don't need,
Maybe I'm the same now,
Maybe I'm as much to blame now,
But why am I the hardest man to please.

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