What is this baby
Who are them dudes
Sitting on your sofa
Dropping them ludes
Dh, you say we're gonna party
Well, I can dig that kinky stuff
But are you trying to tell me something
Like maybe I ain't enough
Chorus:
Well if you think you're hurtin' me girl you're crazy
If you think I'm hurtin' guess again
As a matter of fact, I'm gonna call you every day
Tell you I never want to speak to you again
And I'm going to make sure that you see me
In every record shop and bar you go
With a difterent set ot women on my arm every night
You, I'll act like I don't know
Stop cryin' baby
You say that
You wrecked my car
And it's sitting dead and smoking
In the lot behind the bar
And there's still somebody in it
A naked man you say
Well, I'll be right over baby
What is he doing there anyway?
Well, if you think you're hurtin' me girl you're crazy
If you think I'm hurtin' guess again
As a matter of fact, I'm gonna call you every day
Tell you I never want to speak to you again
And I'm going to make sure you see me
In every record shop and bar you go
With a different set of women on my arm every night
You, I'll act like I don't know
It don't bother me
It don't bother me
It don't bother me
Any fool can see
What is this baby
What are them bags
What are them tickets
What are them tags
You say you're going to leave
Well, that don't bother me none
I'll give you 20 seconds
Then I'm gonna get my gun
(Repeat chorus)
