Yeah!
Paperwork, paperwork (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Paperwork, paperwork
Wouldn't you promise her everything, paperwork, paperwork
Wouldn't you promise her everything, paperwork, paperwork

Girl: "Bubble gum!"
Man: "Bubble gum? I'll get you bubble gum… I'll get you anything."
Girl: "Cracker jacks, tiny tears, poor pitiful pearls!"
Man: "I'll get you all that."

Allocate it, allocate me R.A.M., simple, he says
I got red, I got red, "It's always something," she said
There’s disk drives, there’s fax lines, there’s computation routines
I know I got it all, I know I got everything

And now your lyrics are lies
And now your lyrics are lies

I've seen the way that he looks at you
I've seen the way that he looks at you, look at you, so I can't look at you

Wouldn't you promise her everything?
Wouldn't you justify softspots by any means, any means
What does this mean?
So what's the problem with the problem with the slight in between
And with the [?]
You know you owe this me
I got red, I got red
It's always something it seems
So what's the problem?
So what’s the problem?

And now your lyrics are lies
And now your lyrics are lies
And now your lyrics are lies
And now your lyrics are lies

Wouldn't you promise her everything?
Wouldn't you justify softspots by any means, any means
What does this mean?

And now your lyrics are lies

Wouldn't you promise her everything?
Wouldn't you justify softspots by any means, any means
What does this mean?

So what's the problem with the problem with the slight in between
And with the [?]
You know you owe this me
I got red, I got red
It's always something it seems
So what's the problem?
So what’s the problem?