Lyrics

Connect me with the manager, please I'm in 502 I'm exhausted, but I can't get to sleep When I see a man on the roof I don't know what he's missing or who he's calling to I'm forty-three, what's the point? I'm watching Dickinson's real deal in a flea-bag joint I'm kicking up a fuss Kicking up a fuss I'm kicking it I'm kicking up a fuss Kicking up a fuss I'm kicking it Did she treat him like the Elephant man? I hope not Even worse, did she play him like a child's toy? The Elephant boy I bet he's talking it over with who he's praying to No one save me but me No one save me but me I'm kicking up a fuss Kicking up a fuss I'm kicking it I'm kicking up a fuss Kicking up a fuss I'm kicking it Baby, it's a shame about those two If they can't make it, then what's that say for us? Reception, it's me again Room 804 I need a hand My heart's hopping round on the marble floor I don't wanna be somebody else, but I don't want to be myself What do you want me to do? Start a doo-wop group and sing, "Ooh, ooh, ooh, whoa, I need a friend" I'm kicking up a fuss, kicking up a fuss I'm kicking it I'm kicking up a fuss, kicking up a fuss I'm kicking it I'm kicking up a fuss, kicking up a fuss I'm kicking it I'm kicking up a fuss, kicking up a fuss I'm kicking it I'm kicking up a fuss, kicking up a fuss I'm kicking it I'm kicking up a fuss, kicking up a fuss I'm kicking it Kicking up a fuss, kicking up a fuss I'm kicking it I'm kicking up a fuss, kicking up a fuss
Writer(s): Brian Christinzio Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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