I think I waited too long 
I'm moving into the dollhouse 
Some days we exercise 
Some days we harmonize 
Look away, look away, look away- oh yeah 

Emily said she'd suddenly waken 
Look at that guy with the government coupon 
Yoo hoo, yoo hoo, gonna get you 
Japanese chairs in somebody's concert 
Telephone bills on [bad word] paycheck 
Who knew? Who knew? I do 

Emily lost her mobile phone 
Last night's dance on a bumpy road 
I won't go out in the cold 
Lebanese Chinese in my school 
Imagine who can make you cool 
Who's gonna pay for this call? 

The cheapest dog, the hottest sun, the fiercest cat & the meanest gun 
You got to hold the peelings in your hands, baby 
It's a safety belt, it's a Christian crime, a rocket ship, it's a joke of mine 
I took away the day that I'd be gone- shoot! 

Lebanese take their sailors home 
The broken stuff in the outer wall 
I'm sticking out in the road 
Memorize toilets, Chang Mai School 
I like my song but I lost my cool 
I need my laser, don't move 

Put him in the ground where the Duchess grows 
Where the word is [bad word] and the girls are strong 
Gonna stuff it, step it, pick it, going bye 
Take another life of a wretched soul 
When they get too high where the bushes grow 
& They rope it, squeeze it, push it side to side 

The chicken shack, the rising sun,
the written word in a foreign tongue 
You got to hold it all before it drops, baby 
It's a little bit, it's a lot inside,
it's a bigger thing than YOU can hide 
I took away the parts that need controlling 

Hooligans jump in the budget sign 
In the tropic zone, where the fix is fine 
Gonna chase it, place it, face it with my eye 
Stinky little bird in a dirty tree 
Gonna figure out it's your lucky day 
If ya smell it, sell it, tell it to my ear 

Lowered in the ground where the Duchess grows 
Where the word is [bad word] and the girls are strong 
Gonna stuff it, step it, pick it, going bye 
Take another life of a wretched soul 
If they get too high where the bushes grow 
& They rope it, squeeze it, push it side to side 

(I'm sayin') I feel my stuff 
I get enough 
 [bad word] back to be stronger 
I feel my stuff 
I changed my luck 
 [bad word] back to be stronger