Teksty: Warren Zevon. Sentimental Hygiene.

Every day I get up in the morning and go to work
And do my job whatever I need some sentimental Hygiene
Everybody's at war these days let's have a mini-surrender
I need some sentimental hygiene

Everybody's had to hurt about it
No one wants to live without it
It's so hard to find it, sentimental hygiene

Every night I come home exhausted
From trying to get along
I need some sentimental hygiene

Some nights I drive my car
Up and down the boulevard
It's so hard to find it sentimental hygiene

Everybody's had to hurt about it
No one wants to live without it
It's so hard to find it sentimental hygiene

Some nights I drive my car
Up and down the boulevard
It's so hard to find it sentimental hygiene
Sentimental hygiene, I need some sentimental hygiene