「FUCKIN WITH MY HEAD (MOUNTAIN DEW ROCK)」の歌詞 Beck

1994/3/1 リリース
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CAMPBELL BECK
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CAMPBELL BECK
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I ain't got no inclination
To give away my sweet sensation
Sleeping in an old toolshed
Scumbag crying on his pillow

When you want to be with me then we will see
Who's fuckin' with my head

Found myself in New Orleans
With a scarecrow in my jeans
Beat my forehead through the ceiling

Drink my coffee with a hubcap,Yeah
When you want to be with me then we will see
Who's fuckin' with my head

The devils got your pantyhose on his head
He's robbin' me but all I got is cornbread
You turn my body into a crutch
Now I'm limpin' all over when I feel your touch

Rode upon my jackeyed boots
Runnin' wild on the Bayou
Talkin' on the walkie-talkie
Credit card glued to my hand; Feels good, yeah

When you want to be with me then we will see
Who's fuckin' with my head

I ain't got no soul, the devil took it home
You make me feel like an asshole