LYRICS

With your maneuvers’re tearing my nerves,
now want me, then you pass, sometimes not in time.
With your maneuvers’re tearing my nerves,
tout his gentle, sometimes their evil, became tra la la.

Chorus: (x2)
Tra la la, tra la la, what am I?
wacky love of my head.

they look in the eyes, I want the stars,
you knock them instantly, I am your servant.
look you in the eye, you want my money, I give them
oops, became tra la la .

Chorus: (x6)