Too Much Fun For Regrets lyrics

Been there done that, had a look Bought that zine, bought that book Thrasher magazine and three pills I'm up for days with your spills and ills Got two pipes now take your pick One goes slow and one goes quick On the lurk like Boba Fett Is this too much fun for regrets? Ahhhh too much fun! Why again? Please tell me head Same old story, different bed Oh well well well well well good friend Thought you'd been there and done that These keys don't open your lock They're up your snout, collecting snot Your shoes are not on your feet They're in your tight jeans pocket Ahhhh too much fun!