A fucking puss like a blow-up doll So, so fucked with every call All the bullshit at the shopping mall You can get your answers from the eight, eight ball Better, better, better, better Not tell you Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe Next time Better, better, better, better Not tell you Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe Next time
Outlook Not good What I wanna hear Look at me, Lie to me You make it all too clear
If my mind gets hazy Take my fusion, I'm too lazy Always got these science fiction mentalities Got to my own course daddy got my pocket to me... ...tell 'em what we need Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe Next time Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it Eight Ball Shake it, shake it Shake it, shake it Shake it, shake it
Outlook Not good What I wanna hear Look at me, Lie to me You make it all too clear Outlook Not good What I wanna hear Look at me, Lie to me You make it all too clear
Eight ball Shake it, shake it Shake it, shake it Shake it, shake it Outlook Not good What I wanna hear Look at me, Lie to me You make it all to clear
Better, better, better, better Not tell you Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe Next time Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me I can't tell you Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe Next time
Outlook Not good What I wanna hear Look at me, Lie to me You make it all too clear Outlook Not good What I wanna hear Look at me, Lie to me You make it all too clear