Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I fell from the sky
Yesterday, you blew my mind, oh yeah
Having trouble with my direction
Upside-down, psychotic reaction, oh
(Talkin’ bout love)
Love removal
(Talkin’ bout love)
Love removal machine
(Talkin’ bout love)
Gimme love, soul stealer
(Talkin’ bout love)
Love removal machine
I laid a divorcée in New York City
I had to put up some kind of a fight
The lady then she covered me with roses
She blew my nose and then she blew my mind
I get the news I need on the weather report
Oh, I can gather all the news I need on the weather report
Hey, I’ve got nothing to do today but smile
De-doh-n-doh-de-doh
And here I am
The only living boy in New York
You don’t really need to find out what’s goin’ on
You don’t really wanna know just how far it’s gone
Just leave well enough alone, keep your dirty laundry
Kick 'em when they’re up, kick 'em when they’re down
Kick 'em when they’re up, kick 'em when they’re down
Kick 'em when they’re up, kick 'em when they’re down
Kick 'em when they’re stiff, kick 'em all around
Grab a fence post! Hold it tight!
Whomp your partner with all your might!
Hit him in the shin! Hit him in the head!
Hit him again! That critter ain’t dead.
Whomp him low and whomp him high!
Stick your finger in his eye!
Pretty little rhythm, pretty little sound –
Bang your heads against the ground!
Beat on the brat
Beat on the brat
Beat on the brat with a baseball bat
Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh.
What can you do?
What can you do?
With a brat like that always on your back
What can you do?