Well I was slipping I was slopping, I was reeling and a-rocking. I couldn't sleep at all last night. Well I was tossing I was turning, I was rocking and a-bopping.
Hang it out with that slizzie crag. They're all going nowhere baby. We're gonna gonna gonna bring you down. You better listen to a word I'm saying. . Girl.
Looking outside, watching the traffic go. Feeling uptight, baby, what's come over me?. . Sitting in bed thinking about Metallica. Feeling half dead, baby, what's come over me?.