[Too Much On The Beat:]
Uhh, automatic, not manual
Full control of me, didn't need a manual
Black people never read the manual
Besides the fact, she got a tame on this animal
Got me marching to her beat, how this happen
Left, right, left, right, I yi captain
How to simp, yo I ditched those classes
Can't escape the fact she put it on me like a jacket
What to do on a street with no traffic
Speedin' weavin' til ya finally crashin'
Just to realize ya seatbelt wasn't fastened
In the name of love, I guess the same thing happens
I used to party hard, pouring glasses
Now I push shopping carts buying mad gifts
If I knew then, I would take my last sip
Of that UV and toast with a doobie
Cuz how I knew me, aint nothing how I do me
Usually in jacuzzis with some groupies
Now I look up in the mirror like, who's he
This a serious case, yo can I sue me
I'm a casual dude this don't suit me
But in a twisted way, it's still amusing
Scanners on, she see right through me
Download, reprogram, meet the new me
[The Pointer Sisters:]
Look what you're doin' to me
I'm utterly at your whim
All of my defenses down
Your camera looks through me
With it's x-ray visions
And all systems run aground
All I can manage
To push from my lips
Is a stream of absurdities
Every word I intended to speak
Winds up locked in the circuity
[Chorus:]
No way to control it
It's totally automatic
Whenever you're around
I'm walking blindfolded
Completely automatic
All of my systems are down
Down, down, down
Automatic
Automatic
[The Pointer Sisters:]
What is this madness
That makes my motor run
My legs too weak to stand
I go from sadness, to exhileration
Like a robot at your command
My hands perspire and shake like a leaf
Up and down goes my temperature
I summon doctors
To get some relief
But they tell me there is no cure
[Chorus:]