Alligator

Alligator, snap me up again Giant trench for crawling down my leg Could it get any better? This story is perfectly sound Falling down seven flights of stairs Pulling out my hair Could it get any better? This story is perfectly sound Ten foot wave could just drag me down Getting lost, wrong part of the town And it felt just like a dream And it keeps on happening And it felt just like a dream And it keeps on happening Forget the names of everyone I met Learning French and instantly forget Could it get any better? This story is perfectly sound Got my dress caught in the cheap door Stepped in vomit on the floor Could it get any better? This story is perfectly sound And it felt just like a dream And it keeps on happening And it felt just like a dream And it keeps on happening And it felt just like a dream And it keeps on happening And it felt just like a dream And it keeps on happening Keeps on happening Lightning strike, stopped by lightning strike Lightning strike, stopped by lightning strike Lightning strike, stopped by lightning strike Stopped by lightning strike, stopped by