Holy Cow!

Settle down You're starting to freak me out And comb your hair If I'm to take you anywhere I've got it made While my woman is away Off taming goats with compassion, I suppose You've gotta believe me, believe me, believe me You've gotta believe me, believe me Holy cow! I want you to get out And tell all your friends That I'm not myself again But I can't talk 'Cause I do the same to you No, I can't talk 'Cause I'd up and wig out too You've gotta believe me, believe me, believe me You've gotta believe me, believe me Jen sings about being born in Montana Where everything was great And the people knew her name I sang about lying on some floor And how your mother used to cry When she found us in the hallway You've gotta believe me, believe me, believe me You've gotta believe me, believe me...