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OKAAAYYYY!!! |
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You talk and talk and you just can't stop |
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A word comes to mind, it's "crock" |
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What you say is lackluster |
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Plus it seems you're trying to pull a filibuster |
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Yeah, right, yeah, ok |
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Tell me something new to start the day |
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Said "See you later, when you coming home?" |
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It's a gift, it's a curse, it's the telephone |
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Now let's start over with a nice clean slate |
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Please stop stressing with the hurry-up-wait |
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Heard you the first time, that sounds great |
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But back up out my space, ok |
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Yeah-yeah, right-right, ok |
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Ok |
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Ok |
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Ok |
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Ok |
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Wrapped in pink ribbon, so pretty |
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My name's Mike D from New York City |
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I guess it's all in the mind |
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But I fell behind |
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I thought it'd be smooth like a nice Nutter Butter |
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But I start to cringe every word that you utter |
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Yes, you said you are a big deal |
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But, money, calm down for real |
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Got to control my mind |
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Got to slow down, rewind |
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What is going on in my head? |
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Why's the sky gone red? |
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What is going on in my head? |
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Why's the sky gone red? |
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What is going on in my head? |
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What is going on in my head? |
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Why's the sky gone red? |
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What is going on in my head? |
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Why's the sky gone red? |
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What is going on in my head? |
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What is going on in my head? |
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Now, I don't give a **** who the hell you are |
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Please stop shouting in your cellular |
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I never asked to be part of your day |
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So please stop shouting in your phone, ok? |
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You lie like a plain clothes cop |
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Take a minute, take a look, and take stock |
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Take a minute, get your mind unlocked |
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Get open and I'll throw you the rock |
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What is going on in my head? |
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And why has the sky gone all red? |
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Be kind, rewind |
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Or at least tell me what it is I did |
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Or just say what should I say |
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Hmm, ok? |
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Yeah-yeah, right-right, ok |
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Ok |
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Ok |
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Ok |
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Ok |
