I hate it when I抦 not polite When it抯 deserved it抯 still not right So I still wish you better days Though I dislike you anyway It doesn抰 mean I can抰 be courteous Excuse and pardon Me I get uptight and nervous and tense Small things tend to become immense I抦 just beginning to unwind So if I seem to be unkind It isn抰 really me that抯 talking Excuse and pardon Me My head抯 connected to my heart And I just can抰 pull them apart Although they know each other well The odds are slim that they will gel They just don抰 seem to go together Excuse and pardon Me