Why don't you get up...get up next to me?
Why don't you get up...get up next to me?
Well, you get up close enough to me, baby, you won't like what you see.
Why don't you hang-around...hang-around around me?
Why don't you hang out, baby, hang out with me?
Well, sooner or later you'd get sick of me, baby - sick of me, I guarantee.
Filled up with gas, lights might glow,
Wind me up, but I'll never ever go,
No, no, no, no, no, I won't go,
I only got one gear, and that's reverse, baby,
I'm in the fast lane, moving slow, alright.
Well, you can break me, you can shake me, but you won't change me - that I know,
Well, you can break it, you can break it, you can break it, you can shake it, but you won't change me - that I know,
I'm only one bad apple, I'll spoiled a whole bunch; I'm rotten to the core.
Oh, play that thing, boy.
Oh, here I go, yeah.
Well, you keep on looking, baby, you ain't gonna find what you're looking for,
Keep on looking, looking, looking, looking,
You ain't gonna find what you're looking for
Some kind of perfect man that you can worship, baby; he ain't on this earth anymore.
One time,
Oh, give it up,
Forget it, babe, it wouldn't work,
Oh, give it up, give it up,
Forget it, baby, it wouldn't work,
Well, you're looking for a perfect boy or girl; well, forget it, baby, we're all jerks.
