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 song