You're in my face, you are under my skin   Just a few of the things that don't impress me   Out of my way cause you take the cake   I wish you'd leave without impressions      Cruise control, won't you lose control      Self-absorbed, you are such a bore   Lift your head and you'll see I'm not enamoured   You made your mark, now promise you'll part   And I'll see you when hell freezes over