Accusations
By Joel
I fell and stubbed my toe last week
Some stupid girl just called me a geek
(she called me a geek)
Tried to scream, tried to yell, tried to say
I never beat you up anyways
(but I should have)
Where do you want to go with me right now
Get a job, go to school, make your mum and daddy proud
Go away, get a key, get the helck away from me
Mess with me and you'll see the backside of my hand
Don't touch me
I can't get away from this mess
Where is my pretty little flowered dress
(where's my dress)
Got one more thing to say before I'm through
You got what you wanted
And I hate you
Where do you want to go with me right now
Get a job, go to school, make your mum and daddy proud
Go away, get a key, get the helck away from me
Mess with me and you'll see the backside of my hand
Don't touch me
Lyrics © the Tripods 1998