What's with these homies dissin' my girl
why do they gotta front
what did we ever do to these guys
that made them so violent
[ooh-ooh] but you know i'm yours
[ooh-ooh] and i know you're mine
and that's why...
We-ooh, i look just like buddy holly
oh-oh, and you're mary tyler moore
i don't care what they say about us anyway
i don't care about that
Don't you ever fear; i'm always there
i know that you need help
your tongue is twisted, your eyes are slit
you need a guardian
Bang-bang knockin' on the door
another bang-bang get down on the floor
oh no, what do we do
don't look now but i lost my shoe
i can't run and i can't kick
whatsa matter babe, are you feelin' sick
whatsa matter, whatsa matter, whatsa matter with you
whatsa matter, babe, are you feelin' blue