Oh, frisky, yeah, yeah Put a little tickle on the Jones' head Turn off the lights and go to bed I'll be down when you're gone Call me back on the telephone Lil ole, lil' ole, lil' ole name and a title I gets all the way down If I don't keep smilin'

Put a little tickle on the Jones' head Turn off the lights and go to bed I'll be down, when you're gone Call me back on the telephone Lil ole, lil ole, lil ole name and a title I gets all the way down If I don't keep smilin' witchall You gonna see me

A clown puts his make-up on upside down So he wears a smile even when he wears a frown You might think I'm here when you put me down But actually I'm on the other side of town Why must you always seem to criticize me? I seems like everything I do just

Get back, she's a bad motherfucker Fall back, she'll put you in your place Turn back if you know what's good for you Don't , it's a part of the chase What! What! Fuck yeah, let's go! Bad bitch stunna always down to ride She's the first one taking shots

I'm livin' two different lives One girl in the day You in the night And even though this ain't right I just can't get enough Of the way you put it down You really got me trippin' Hold up baby girl Don't talk just listen

You wanted to Why'd you leave the keys upon the table? I, cry, when angels deserve to die In, my, self righteous suicide Grab a brush and put a little (makeup) Grab a brush and put a little Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup) Hide the scars to fade

Your time is gonna come Lyin' cheatin' hurtin that's all you seem to do Messin' around with every guy in town Puttin' me down for thinkin' of someone new Always the same playin' your game Drive me insane trouble is gonna come to you One of these