Beck – Fuckin with my head
I ain t got no inclination
give away my sweet sensation
sleepin in an old toolshed
scumbag cryin on his pillow
when you wanna be with me, then we will see
who s fuckin? with my head
hey hey hey hey
fuckin with my head
hey hey hey hey
found myself in New Orleans
with a scarecrow in my jeans
beat my forehead through the ceilin?
drank my coffee with a hubcapyeah
when you want to be with me, then we will see
who´s fuckin? with my head
no no no no
fuckin? with my head
hey hey hey hey
devil´s got your pantyhose on his head
oh yeah, and he´s robbin? me but all I got is cornbread
well, you turn my body into a crutch
and now I m limpin all over when I feel your touchoh yeah
Oooh
Ooohrode up on my check-out boots
runnin? wild on the bayou
now talkin? on a walkie-talkie
credit card glued to my handfeels good
when you wanna be with me, then we will see
who s fuckin with my head
hey hey hey hey
no no no no
fuckin with my head
make me feel like an asshole
I ain t got no soul
I ain t got no soul
no no no no
no no no no
no no no no
no no no nos