I put on the six o'clock
And staring at the TV
I thought I heard a knock on my door
The Tastemaker
Won't you leave me alone?
I know how to pick and choose on my own
He knows where I've been
The shows I've seen
The songs I've heard
He knows every single word
And he makes himself at home
By sorting through my CDs
With judgement in the tone of his voice
The Tastemaker
Won't you please let me be?
I don't need somebody buffering me
Cancel my account
I'll do without
Then I'll be free
A pirate's life for me
Ah, get out of my house, I'm sick of you telling me what to do!
You'll never get rid of me
I can make up my own mind, I don't need you anymore!
Oh yes you do, where would you be without me?
Get out, get out, get out!
You'll be sorry, mark my words!
Well I'm feeling like a fool
A few too many choices
And I don't have a clue which to choose
The Tastemaker
Won't you knock on my door?
I'm not sure of what I want anymore
He knows where I've been
The shows I've seen
The songs I've heard
He knows every single word
The Tastemaker
He knows you so well
The Tastemaker
But you'll never tell
The Tastemaker
Have you never heard?
The Tastemaker
Of the Tastemaker