I want you to feel the rhythm baby!
I may bite
I don't smoke
I start fights and
I go for broke
And I don't care what your sister said
Oh no
And yeah I'm rough around the edges
I speak my mind
Honey I know
That life can get a little lonesome
And I'm sick of all your commotion
When will you
Shut up?
Oh shut up now!
And I won't lie
I looked up to you
Your leather jacket and your denim shoes
Oh but you should've never tried to cross me no
Oh no
And yeah I'm rough around the edges
I speak my mind
Honey I know
That life can get a little lonesome
And yea I'm sick of all your commotion
When will you
Shut up?