Your echo is too loud
Could you take it down a notch
Maybe I’d stop looking at the ground
If you’d stop thinking with your —
Well, anything was fine with me
But now that’s just not true
Yeah you’re tainting my coffee
‘Cause my sugar’s just not sweet
And you can take that puppy dog tail
Place it, find it another cause
Maybe something useful
Like wasting wine and cheap cigars
But then I would have to feed you
And Betty Crocker went out to play
So I guess you’re on your own huh
