I'm a player in a game show And it's poisoning my mind I'm a string on someone's yo-yo I feel my life is trivialised I eat scandal for my breakfast I spit gossip late at night I'm not one for fancy speeches But they're sucking me like leeches Feel my body's under radio control
Every woman that I'm loving She's got to have that sense of style All the men love that aggression They want to walk that extra mile I'm getting sick of competition You better take me off this mission Feel my body's under radio control
I always stay fresh Don't run out of juice I don't let the power run dry Don't make a fool of myself Let my tounge hang too loose I stay out of range to survive Every woman she got to walk that extra mile I'm not one for fancy speeches But they're sucking me like leeches Feel my body's under radio control
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