I could've told ya
That nothing's gonna get too deep
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Could've warned ya
Now that it's over
These promises I couldn't keep
Yeah, yeah, yeah
'Cause I know ya
Now I gotta stack you into my life
Living cover of a magazine, yeah
You're creeping down my neck
I'm giving me the creeps
Sounds of the ocean
Did never really get to me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Could've owned ya
Hard to ignore ya
A diamond on a silver screen
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Now the persona
Now I gotta stack you into my life
Living cover of a magazine, yeah
You're creeping down my neck
I'm giving me the creeps
I'm giving me the-
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Ooh
Ah-ha-ah-ha-ah
I'm giving me the creeps, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Ooh
Ah-ha-ah-ha-ah
I'm giving me the creeps, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Ooh
Ah-ha-ah-ha-ah
I'm giving me the-
Ah-ha-ah-ha-ah
I'm giving me the-
Ah-ha-ah-ha-ah
I'm giving me the-
Ah-ha-ah-ha-ah
