Hey, all the neighbours lights
Came on last night
Just like they do every time
We have a little fight
It's gettin' to the point
We can't get along
We're always fighting about things
That should be dead and gone
We bury the hatchet
But leave the handle stickin' out
We're always diggin' up things
We should forget about
When it comes to forgivin'
Baby, there ain't no doubt
We bury the hatchet
But leave the handle stickin' out
Well, I was kissing on Cindy