Beck - *****in' With My Head Lyrics
I ain't got no inclinationgive away my sweet sensationsleepin in an old toolshedscumbag cryin' on his pillowwhen you wanna be with me, then we will seewho's *****in' with my headhey hey hey hey*****in' with my headhey hey hey heyfound myself in New Orleanswith a scarecrow in my jeansbeat my forehead through the ceilin'drank my coffee with a hubcap...yeahwhen you want to be with me, then we will seewho's *****in' with my headno no no no*****in' with my headhey hey hey heydevil's got your pantyhose on his headoh yeah, and he's robbin' me but all I got is cornbreadwell, you turn my body into a crutchand now I'm limpin' all over when I feel your touch...oh yeahOooh...Oooh...rode up on my check-out bootsrunnin' wild on the bayounow talkin' on a walkie-talkiecredit card glued to my hand...feels goodwhen you wanna be with me, then we will seewho's *****in' with my headhey hey hey heyno no no no*****in' with my headmake me feel like an *****I ain't got no soulI ain't got no soulno no no nono no no nono no no nono no no no
