Guy

Licking up tables
Licking up tables

Walking around
Something ain't right with you
Not making a sound
Ignore the game for two
You know that I try
I'm bad at saying goodbye
Believing everything you say
I was never right for you, my dear
Oh, it's you

Ahh, it's you
Ahh, it's you, you
It's you, you

I see you with a collar round your neck
It's leather, plastic, cotton, soaking wet
When I see you, you're on empty, and you're panting
And you're dancing like a dog
With the lights out, licking up tables
Sleeping with cotton eyed Joe
I've been married a long time ago
Where'd you come from you little hoe

And I wanna get your number
And I wanna feel your thunder
I'm walking a- walking around
Something ain't right with you
Not making a sound
Ignore the game for two
You know that I try
I'm bad at saying goodbye
Believing everything you say
You know that I'm right for you my dear
It's you

Ooh, it's you
Ooh, you (Licking up tables)
It's you (Licking up tables)
It's you (Licking up tables)
You (Licking up tables)