. Shouldn't be a doubt. Still here I am. . Chorus. Sittin' on a stool, sitting' onthefence. Tryin' to play it cool, tryin' to talk some sense. Into this crazy heart, lookin' for a sign. Do I let her go
There goes my baby, there goes my only one. I think she loves me but she don't wanna let on. Yeah, she likes to keep me guessing. She's got me onthefence with that little bit of mystery. She's
taste the glory. And forget our worries. Let the evening fade. Chorus. Bruised by every consequences. So we're all sitting onthefence these days. Fix a broken coffee cup. The never ending washing out
. What you feel in your heart is all I'm sorry if I offend you. If I'm a little bit intense. But I never did intend us. To be sitting onthefence. And even though I'm guilty. Of making total sense
-up truck, bucked me onthefence. My dad said, "Son, ya got no buckin' sense". Yeah hoo, hey, hey. Yippee-yi-ki-yay (Here's the moral of the story). So if ya got a bucker, don't ever buck around
down Bruised by every consequences. So we're all sitting onthefence these days. Fix a broken coffee cup. The never ending washing up won't wait Why do we cry when we hear Hallelujah?. It does
locked me out and hung a sign onthefence. And it says, "This property is condemned". . Take me down the Vieux Carre. Where a little girl can get a bed or a bite. If you should see me coughin' 'round
the last chick standing up against the wall. Keep up, falling, these heels they keep me boring. Getting glammed up and sitting onthefence now. . So alone all the time at night. Lock myself away
