You've got a one-track mind
You're like an 80s song
Playing on the radio
You caught the wrong man's eye
Pullin' hair-trigger lies
Here's a doomsday song -
So lock the door, hide under the bed again
Love- it don't work like that
Love- it's like a heart attack fooled me once, fooled me twice
So on (so on)
Love- am I the only one? Was I the only one?
So who is it now? You flash cat-burglar eyes Spreadin' heretic vibe
And the doomsday song
Playing on the radio
Chasing long-shot odds In a
Vegas-style mob
You pick up the phone when it don't even ring You've got a:
Weird face
Strange walk
No Charm