[Gimme that phone!]
I got to talk to you, baby, set the record straight.
`Cause this relationship is goin` from love to hate.
You`re always trying to make me do things that`re really dumb,
And we`re always disagreein` on how to have fun.
CHORUS:
And you know I don`t want what you want,
I want what I want.
Well, you look like a yuppie, and that`s too bad.
Yeah, it used to be funny, but now it`s sad.
And your friends are all stupid and they talk too much,
And I`d feel a lot better staying out of touch.
CHORUS
You can say goodbye to me, honey.
You can say goodbye to my money.
Well, I`m sittin` here callin` from Tennessee,
And I`ve been jammin` with my buddies like I ought to be.
And it feels real good bein` on my own,
And I don`t mind leaving you dry as bone.
CHORUS
Well, it`s all over, it`s just too late.
And I`m so glad we`re living in different states.
You know I said it all before like I knew I should,
But you got nothing in your head but a block of wood.
CHORUS