Yeah, you
Seem so civilized
To run your life
Your mama's tryin
To pick your wife
Your daddy's tryin
Oh no Yeah, you run around
With all that hair
They just don't like
Those rags you wear
You say
I'm gonna pack up my stuff
I'm gonna run away And then you say
You drive me nervous, nervous
You drive me nervous, nervous, nervous, oh
And then I said
Nervous, nervous, nervous, nervous, whoa You're out of state
Aaah
You're thrown in jail
Your mom and papa come up and said
You ain't got the bread
To pay the bail
"Honey, where did we fail?"
And then you scream You drive me nervous, nervous
You drive me nervous, nervous, nervous, oh And then I screamed
Nervous, nervous, nervous, nervous, whoaNe
You drive me neYou drive me nervous
Whoa.
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