Guy

Licking up tables Licking up tables Walking around Something ain't right with you Not making a sound Ignore the game for two You know that I try I'm bad at saying goodbye Believing everything you say I was never right for you my dear But it's you Ahh It's you I see you you with a collar round your neck It's leather, plastic, cotton, soaking wet When I see you, you're on empty, and you're panting And you're dancing like a dog With the lights out, licking up tables Sleeping with cotton eyed Joe I've been married a long time ago Where'd you come from you little hoe And I wanna get your number I wanna feel your thunder I'm walking around Something ain't right with you Not making a sound Ignore the game for two You know that I try I'm bad at saying goodbye Believing everything you say You know that I'm right for you my dear Cuz it's you Ahh It's you