There's nothing very funny

About a man making money

Off a blonde haired blue eyed girl

He's got a child at home

Who he loves to leave alone

For his blonde haired blue eyed girl



Well, Carmell

Where you gonna run to

When the sky comes crashing in on you?

Slow down

Who you gonna turn to

When there's nothing left for you to prove?



And I can't

Control myself

And I won't

Be no one else

No I can't

Control myself

And I wouldn't want to

Be anywhere else

It's true

What they say about you

Is true

What they say about you

Is true

You know it too



There's nothing very funny

About a man spending money

On a blonde haired blue eyed girl

He's got a child at home

Who he loves to leave alone

For his blonde haired blue eyed girl



Carmell,

Where you gonna run to

If the sky comes crashing in on you?

Slow down

Who're you gonna turn to

When there's nothing left for you to prove?



And I can't

Control myself

And I won't

Be no one else

And I can't control myself

And I wouldn't want to

Be anywhere else

It's true

What they say about you

Is true

What they say about you

Is true

You know it too



No I can't

Control myself

And I won't

Be anyone else

No I can't

Control myself

And I wouldn't want to

Be anyone else

It's true

What they say about you

Is true

What they say about you

Is true

You know it too

You know it too

You know it too