Where's That At

I'm afraid to touch ya baby
I'm afraid that you might break
The way it's been lately, honey, you know it's been one big mistake
You fight, and I fight back
You get mad, and I get mad back

Where's that at?
Where's that at?
Where's that at?
Where's that at?

Here we are back again to yelling and screaming
How many holes have we stared into that damned old ceiling?
How many holes have we stared into that damned old ceiling?
Here we are back again yelling and screaming

Where's that at?
Where's that at?
Where's that at?
Where's that at?

It takes two people to fight
Both of them think that they're right
You say white, I will say black
You say straight, I will say fag

Where's that at?
Where's that at?
Where's that at?
Where's that at?

You and me, baby, we like to watch that Hill Street Blues
Instead of loving me, we just turn on the evening news
A little late night is all we get
Instead of loving, we just turn on the set

Where's that at?
Where's that at?
Where is that at?
Where's that at?
Where is that at?
Where's that at?
Where is that at?
Where's that at?