The color's wrong, call in the intution
We get along, just a lookin' out for you
Duty on the benefits you've taken, yeah
Now get along 'cause I'm lookin' after you, yeah
When colors run, man, we call it an intermission
If you do me wrong, man, I'm comin' after you
Due beyond the bigger fists you've shaken, yeah
Get it on 'cause I'm lookin' out for you, yeah
Oh man, I'm comin' back for you
Say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Say Miss, rock, now what do you want?
Is Miss right and ready to rock?
And Miss, rock, what haven't you got?
So yeah
You don't say
Okay
Stop foolin'
We stop
Stop foolin'
We stop
We stop
The color's gone, man, we've shortened the expectations
Don't get me wrong, man, I'm lookin' out for you
And do you own little calculations, yeah
You do me wrong, man, I'm comin' after you, yeah
Again, I'm comin' back for you
Say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Say Miss, rock, now what do you want?
Is Miss right and ready to rock?
And Miss, rock, tell me, what do you got?
So yeah
You don't say
Okay
Stop foolin'
We stop
Stop foolin'
We stop
We stop
Stop foolin'.
