I'd rather run through freeways and dodge through cars
Than have you runnin' your mouth all the way to Mars
I'm a little exausted from bringing you back,
Because I know any second that you'll be right back
Where you used to be, leaving me in hell;
Better yet, maybe a one star hotel
Just calm down
Baby, baby, don't yell;
I've got to watch out for traffic
You've got me running around, working out,
Thinking hard, without a doubt, you're driving me crazy
I don't know, miss lady, if I can append
All that I do for you,
All that you do for me
Is obviously something that only my eyes can
I'd rather run through freeways and dodge through cars
Than have you runnin' your mouth all the way to Mars
I'm a little exausted from bringing you back
Because I know any second that you'll be right back
Where you used to be, leaving me in hell;
Better yet, maybe a one star hotel
Just calm down
Baby, baby, don't yell;
I've got to watch out for traffic
You're so contageous, you're so outrageous,
You sure have a way to keep me coming back to you
All that I do for you,
All that you do for me,
Is obviously something
I'd rather run through freeways and dodge through cars
Than have you runnin' your mouth all the way to Mars
I'm a little exausted from bringing you back
Because I know any second that you'll be right back
Where you used to be, leaving me in hell;
Better yet, maybe a one star hotel
Just calm down
Baby, baby, don't yell;
I've got to watch out for traffic