I used to love you like stir fry
But now you bore me like corned beef
I silence it when you call me
Girl, you [bad word] in [bad word]  it's so corny
One touch I used to get horny
Now I don't want no vitamin Trying to take me for a leak
It's not gravy, it's straight up beef
So when I see you in the streets
I'll ignore you like carrots and peas
Or like bees and ducks
Or like lines and Es
Cause I don't need you
Yo, you smell like beet-root
And onions
I was in love with a girl from London, until she

Crossed that line
Don't you ever chatter
Crossed that line
Don't you ever chatter
Crossed that line
'Cause I'll just pack my bags and leave
Feel so blue

Yeah, look
I used to love you like Friday
But now you bore me like Sunday
Used to meet up on a Monday
She knew she'll be wifey one day
Without thought we'd eat food on Tuesday
Somewhere like Nando's [bad word] is, I don't wanna make big plans though
Cause I know how pear shaped it can go
Still said I loved you on Wednesday
And I don't care what your friends say
Cause you're my girl, and you're my life, and you're my world
And you went and cheated on Thursday
With a guy called Germaine
Look, I wanna know if it's gone past first base
And how'd that start in the first place

Crossed that line
Don't you ever chatter
Crossed that line
Don't you ever chatter
Crossed that line
'Cause I'll just pack my bags and leave
Feel so blue

You said you'd be faithful
You said you'd be there for me
And then you went and crossed that line
You should be grateful
That you even hear from me
Cause you went and crossed that line

Don't you ever cross that line
Don't you ever cross that line
Don't let that cross your mind

Don't you ever cross that line
Don't you ever cross that line
Don't let that cross your mind

Crossed that line
Don't you ever chatter
Crossed that line
Don't you ever chatter
Crossed that line
'Cause I'll just pack my bags and leave
Feel so blue

Not a lot I can really, uh,
The reality of magic's actually tragic
Just a hand and a rabbit and a hat
Just some tricks (wow)
When it's only the aroma of the polish on the stage
Tragedy [bad word]  painful creation
guy takes it, and take it
And then he don't
Your voice seems [bad word] from way off in the smoke
But that's [bad word]  jake with me
That's [bad word]  safe with me
Push pineapple, shake the tree

Crossed that line
Don't you ever chatter
Crossed that line
Don't you ever chatter
Crossed that line
'Cause I'll just pack my bags and leave
Feel so blue

You should be grateful
That you even hear from me
Cause you went and crossed that line

Don't you ever cross that line
Don't you ever cross that line
Don't let that cross your mind