Tell — me something
Why do I always find it hard just to get along
Try my best — for nothing
Every little thing I do is wrong
Feel it in my brain
Driving me insane
Round and round
The same old tune
«daddy's on the phone
You know you’re not alone
Turn that down
And clean up your room.»
Sons and daughters
(don't fall in)
In hot water
Sons and daughters
(they don’t do)
What they oughta
Tell (tell) you something
Music is the key to set me free
To the beat (on the street) I’m jumping
Forgetting all the things they said 'bout me
Here it comes again
Chugging like a train
Round and round
An impeccable groove
I know it’s getting late
But I won’t histate
Can’t slow down
Got to do what I do