(G. Stefani, T. Kanal)



And I'm not the judge or the referree

And I can't accept, 'cause I am uptight

And the smoke clying into my eyes are burning

My concern is I just might get a new life



And I can't relate to the hypnotist

And I can't get close, 'cause of plastic wrap

And I want to have kids, but their father's up inside the clouds

The distance between us on my mind



Up until now things have been fine, temporarily

You're cute, but the circumstances have changed

Your subtition method crutch

Your whole protection from your fame

There's presentation on my ploy

Is to change my cellophane boy



Aoh, it's not the 70s

Let your future fly with me



Up until now things have been fine, temporarily

You're cute, but the circumstances have changed

Your subtition method crutch

Your whole protection from your fame

There's presentation on my ploy

Is to change my cellophane boy



And I want your habit to be me

Your harbor and your refugee