She has a way of doing what she's doing
Without saying what she is aiming for.
And out of nowhere she denies any relation
Acting all surprised.
Chorus:
Come on
You interrupt my high,
Come on
You interrupt my high, high, high, high,
Goodness gracious, leave me be
I tell you what you wanna hear
And if I'm not you turn the plot
The way you want me to say it.
Chorus x 2