i don't want to give you the time that you give me   i don't want to go to a be-in with you   put me in a box and cut into my psyche   you will find i'm done before starting with you      i know that daddy's reached his prime   now it's cradle robbing crime   but i'm too old for whine   just get it over with      i don't want to give you the time that you give me   i don't want to go to the islands with you   put me in a box and make love to my skeleton   we can snuff my soul and smoke after we're through      i can't play your touchy feel   it's not part of the deal   won't die for every meal   just get it over with      i know that daddy's reached his prime   now it's cradle robbing crime   but i'm too old for whine   just get it over with      good boy gone sour   locked in a tower   good boy gone sour   paid by the hour   good boy gone sour   good boy gone sour...