Oh my god, I can't believe my eyes Underneath that ghostly pale is that you Someone in your shape shouldn't be driving Someone in your shape shouldn't be doing anything at all
You should see yourself in the mirror With your leather lips and your snakeskin shoes Do you have to shout in my ear Do me a favor, just stop talking for a minute or two
You crack me up, you really really do With your sunglasses on, acting so young Only I know what you're really up to You break me up
No, I don't want to sit in your sports car No, I don't want to hear a tune All the locals say you'll go far That's funny; they don't know you like I do
You crack me up you twisted wreck Shouding in the parking lot, think you'll give it one more shot Better hope they'll cash a check You break me up
You better ask yourself a question Cause you cant live like this for long You better listen to my suggestion Before you wind up in somebody else's songTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
