Clean

There was a time
When crazy days would start with wine
And now I tow a different line
I stay in bed and use my loaf instead of my breadAnd stroll on 'cause I've been thinking so long
That something's gonna go wrong
It's gone to my head, my vision's all blurred
And my legs feel like leadBut I'm clean, yeah
Friends with Mr. Sheen, yeah
Don't have to wean myself off of nothing
Two minutes clean and that's not very often
Stroll onThere was a time
When I would dread what I had said
Waking up in someone's bed
Wondering who I was naked and cold
With an ache in my headAnd stroll on 'cause I've been thinking so long
That something's gonna go wrong
It's gone to my head, my visions all blurred
And my legs feel like leadBut I'm clean, yeah
Friends with Charlie Sheen, yeah
Gonna meet the Queen, yeah
She's two minutes clean and that's not very often
Stroll on and onClean, yeah
Friends with Mr. Sheen, yeah
Don't have to wean myself off of nothing
I'm two minutes clean and that's not very oftenI'm clean, yeah
Gonna meet the Queen, yeah
I won't be obscene, yeah
'Cause I'm two minutes clean and that's not very often
Stroll on and on and on and on and on and on and on
Oh yeah