Kick You

When I listen to you talk, I don’t understand a think you say
When I look into your eyes, I begin to see why you can’t
You better check with your doctor
You seem fucked up to me
You can’t stop babbling
I don’t have time for you
I sit here struggling, trying to get what you’re mumbling
The fork is in your mouth and the lipstick looks nice on your teeth
Have another Ding Dong
You’re fatter than fat
Stop drooling on my shoes
Or they’re going to kick you
They’re going to kick you
I’m feeling warm; I want out of here. I can’t put together a thing you’ve said
I begin to laugh, I begin to imagine my footprints in your head
You better check with your doctor
You seem fucked up to me
You can’t stop babbling
I just want to kick you
Kick
Kick you