Settle down   You're starting to freak me out   And comb your hair   If I'm to take you anywhere   I've got it made   While my woman is away   Off taming goats with compassion, I suppose      You've gotta believe me, believe me, believe me   You've gotta believe me, believe me      Holy cow!   I want you to get out   And tell all your friends   That I'm not myself again   But I can't talk   'Cause I do the same to you   No, I can't talk   'Cause I'd up and wig out too      You've gotta believe me, believe me, believe me   You've gotta believe me, believe me      Jen sings about being born in Montana   Where everything was great   And the people knew her name   I sang about lying on some floor   And how your mother used to cry   When she found us in the hallway      You've gotta believe me, believe me, believe me   You've gotta believe me, believe me...