Bee-Sting

Jumping like a dog on Prozac

And fishing with dynamite

I thought that I was in the green

But it turns red every time

You drive me crazier

Than a wingless bee

You drive me crazier

Than I oughta be

Oh, put your best dress on

Better make it black

I'm going out, but I'm not coming back

Hit by a lightning bolt

Now there's tire marks on the street

I think I quite like this tune

But couldn't you find a bigger beat?

You drive me crazier

Than a wingless bee

You drive me crazier

Than I oughtta be

Oh, put your best dress on

Better make it black

I'm going out, but I'm not coming back

I'm not coming back

I don't know where I fit anymore

I snapped the key when I tried to lock the door

The canyons are up in flames

And England's misspelt my name

I don't know where I fit anymore

You drive me crazier

Than a wingless bee

You drive me crazier

Than I wanna be

Oh, put your best dress on

Better make it black

I'm going out, but I'm not coming

You drive me crazier

Than a wingless bee

You drive me crazier

Than I wanna be

Oh, put your best dress on

Better make it black

I'm going out, but I'm not coming back

I'm not coming back

I'm not coming back