Текст песни Beck - F-in With My Head (Mountain Dew Rock)

I ain't got no inclination Give away my sweet sensation Sleeping' in an old tool shed Scumbag crying' on his pillow [Backing vocals:] Ooh... When you wanna be with me then we will see Who's f-in' with my head Hey hey hey hey F-in' with my head Hey hey hey hey Found myself in New Orleans With a scarecrow in my jeans Feed my forehead through the ceiling' Drank my coffee with a hubcap Yeah [Backing vocals:] Ooh... When you want to be with me then we will see Who's f-in' with my head No no no no F-in' with my head Hey hey hey hey Devil's got your pantyhose on his head Oh yeah, and he's robbing' me

But all I got's is cornbread Well, you turn my body into a crutch And now I'm limping' all over When I feel your touch Oh yeah Ooh... Ooh... Put on my jack-eyed boots Running' wild on the bayou Now I'm talking' on a walkie-talkie Credit card glued to my hand Feels good [Backing vocals:] Ooh... When you wanna be with me then we will see Who's f-in' with my head Hey hey hey hey No no no no F-in' with my head Make me feel like an asshole I ain't got no soul I ain't got no soul No no no no No no no no No no no no No no no no
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