You caught me on my way to destroy stages
You stopped me, bitter-faced, to ask me this:
'Yo, I don't understand your agitation.
Why can't you write a track that's sensitive?'
It isn't
Because I
Just didn't think about it
It isn't
Because I
Just can't
Little man
I wish I could
You took a step back when I strarted howling
You turned and told your friends with hostile frowns
'This dude is furious I don't quite get it
I wonder why he doesn't just calm down.'
It isn't
Because I
Just didn't think about it
It isn't
Because I
Just can't
Little girl
I wish I could
I made my way back to the merch booth after
A man confronts me, smiling ear to ear
The sweat is dripping from his face in gallons
And all he wants to do is shake my hand
(Then he) stops to tell me he'd be six feet under
That's if it wasn't for our caveman jams
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Last edited by Sol Valentine on Jun 29th, 2009 at 06:30 PM
Nice hair, where are we going to
Don't care, I wanna go with you
She did it she did it again
Right there, is what I'm talkin' 'bout
Don't stare, I kinda creep her out
I've been ok well how bout you
Wo-o-oh
She don't want your revolution if she can't dance
Cool plaid I like the way you dance
All right, no need to get so mad
She'll kill it she'll kill it again
That ***** drank my Jack and Coke
Don't look but I think she checked me out
Hey DJ play that song again
Wo-o-oh
She don't want your revolution if she can't dance
If she can't dance
I-t-h-i-n-k-t-h-e-c-h-i-c-k-d-i-g-s-m-e-s-h-e-s-g-o-t-i-t-b-a-d-ooooh
She'll spell it she'll spell it again
God damn where does your kind come from
No man should have to feel so dumb
How bout you give me one more chance
wo-o-oh
She don't want your revolution if she can't dance
If she can't dance