Oh my god, I can't believe my eyes  Underneath that ghostly pale is that you  Someone in your shape shouldn't be driving  Someone in your shape shouldn't be doing anything at all  You should see yourself in the mirror  With your leather lips and your snakeskin shoes  Do you have to shout in my ear  Do me a favor, just stop talking for a minute or two  You crack me up, you really really do  With your sunglasses on, acting so young  Only I know what you're really up to  You break me up  No, I don't want to sit in your sports car  No, I don't want to hear a tune  All the locals say you'll go far  That's funny; they don't know you like I do  You crack me up you twisted wreck  Shouding in the parking lot, think you'll give it one more shot  Better hope they'll cash a check  You break me up  You better ask yourself a question  Cause you cant live like this for long  You better listen to my suggestion  Before you wind up in somebody else's song