Look at you, man, look at the band
Look at the day, donÂ't throw it away
I need a pill and a coffee re-fill
And everything is gonna be alright
I swear
Look at your cat and your eighty square flat
Look at your view over StockholmÂ's Zoo
Maybe youÂ're wrong but maybe IÂ'm right
`Cause I guess IÂ'm born black and white
You know you could be a rock nÂ' roll star
No matter who you are
ItÂ's all the same
`Cause youÂ're a real dead end
ThatÂ's what you are
Believe IÂ'm gonna have myself a ball
And I donÂ't care if you donÂ't like
How I act when IÂ'm on top of your wife
IÂ'm going down, IÂ'm running up
IÂ'm walking zig-zag and IÂ'm tripping too much
So hold your fire, IÂ'm coming through
IÂ've gotta kill another bottle of doom
Now everybody want to dance with you
I cannot dance `cause my boots are stuck with glue
Everybody want to talk too much
But all I want is you
Look at your amount on your credit card account
A billion dollar tour but I just go for
Heads up, legs up, stay-ups, f*ck-ups
`Cause everything is gonna be alright, right
Well, I said, right, right, right
ThatÂ's what you are
ThatÂ's what you are
Believe IÂ'm gonna have myself a ball
And I donÂ't care if you donÂ't like
How I act when IÂ'm on top of your wife
IÂ'm going down, IÂ'm running up
IÂ'm walking zig-zag and IÂ'm tripping too much
So hold your fire, IÂ'm coming through
IÂ've gotta kill another bottle of doom
IÂ'm going down, IÂ'm running up
IÂ'm walking zig-zag and IÂ'm tripping too much
So hold your fire, IÂ'm coming through
IÂ've gotta kill another bottle of doom
Now everybody want to dance with you
I cannot dance `cause my boots are stuck with glue
Everybody want to talk too much
But all I want is you
Yeah, all I want is you
So why canÂ't I have you