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I CAN'T HELP MYSELF
by Kelsea Ballerini
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Mm, I could go to bed before 11:30
I could go read a book that tells me not to worry
I could do a load of laundry that's just been sitting dirty
I could show up on time and maybe even early
But oh, oh, here I go again
Oh, oh, can't say no
When the sun starts falling
The girls start calling
The wine comes off of the shelf
Then the drums start to kick in
And all my inhibitions are gone by a quarter to twelve
Yeah, I try to be an angel
Then the whole thing goes to hell
Lord, help me, I just
I can't help myself
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it) mm
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)
And I could go for a walk and maybe eat a salad
I could pick up my guitar and write another ballad
I could even meditate to live with less distraction
All that pick me up at eight, I'm trying to kick the habit
But oh, oh, here I go again
Oh, oh, I can't say no
When the sun starts falling
The girls start calling
The wine comes off of the shelf
Then the drums start to kick in
And all my inhibitions are gone by a quarter to twelve
Yeah, I try to be an angel
Then the whole thing goes to hell
Lord, help me, I just
I can't help myself
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)
(No, she can't)
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it) mm
(No, she can't)
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)
No, I can't help myself
(No, she can't)
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)
My therapist says (she says) I do this a lot (a lot)
I see her on Monday
I'm coming in hot
'Cause when the sun starts falling
The girls start calling
The wine comes off of the shelf
Yeah, the drums start to kick in
And all my inhibitions are gone by a quarter to twelve
Yeah, I try to be an angel
Then the whole thing goes to hell, mm
Yeah, I should probably stay home tonight, I know
But oh well
Lord, help me, I just
I can't help myself
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)
(No, she can't)
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)
Ooh yeah yeah, yeah
(No, she can't)
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)
(No, she can't) no, I can't
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)
I can't
Mm, I could go to bed before 11:30
I could go read a book that tells me not to worry
I could do a load of laundry that's just been sitting dirty
I could show up on time and maybe even early
But oh, oh, here I go again
Oh, oh, can't say no
When the sun starts falling
The girls start calling
The wine comes off of the shelf
Then the drums start to kick in
And all my inhibitions are gone by a quarter to twelve
Yeah, I try to be an angel
Then the whole thing goes to hell
Lord, help me, I just
I can't help myself
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it) mm
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)
And I could go for a walk and maybe eat a salad
I could pick up my guitar and write another ballad
I could even meditate to live with less distraction
All that pick me up at eight, I'm trying to kick the habit
But oh, oh, here I go again
Oh, oh, I can't say no
When the sun starts falling
The girls start calling
The wine comes off of the shelf
Then the drums start to kick in
And all my inhibitions are gone by a quarter to twelve
Yeah, I try to be an angel
Then the whole thing goes to hell
Lord, help me, I just
I can't help myself
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)
(No, she can't)
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it) mm
(No, she can't)
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)
No, I can't help myself
(No, she can't)
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)
My therapist says (she says) I do this a lot (a lot)
I see her on Monday
I'm coming in hot
'Cause when the sun starts falling
The girls start calling
The wine comes off of the shelf
Yeah, the drums start to kick in
And all my inhibitions are gone by a quarter to twelve
Yeah, I try to be an angel
Then the whole thing goes to hell, mm
Yeah, I should probably stay home tonight, I know
But oh well
Lord, help me, I just
I can't help myself
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)
(No, she can't)
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)
Ooh yeah yeah, yeah
(No, she can't)
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)
(No, she can't) no, I can't
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)
I can't
