Lyrics

This morning, I had breakfast
at one of our favorite places

And I saw on the jukebox “Stuck on My Baby”

I’ll be damned if I found four quarters,
and I sure played it

And on my way home I passed your two faces

And you were laughing
And so was she
And I sat silent
In my car seat

Well I wish I hadn’t passed your two faces
And I wish I hadn’t played “Stuck on My Baby”
Yeah I wish I hadn’t passed your two faces
Cause now it’s perfectly clear, I’m not your baby.