We're finely dressed young gentlemen, with handles attached to
Our coat-tails. But where did you get the idea that you're
Welcome in our wake?
What makes you think that you're no longer a foe?
I cannot rightly shake your hand knowing what I know.
You get a little major magazine attention and everyone's your
Best friend even if you haven't met them. I understand you
Gotta look out for yourself, so I'll raise my gla** to that
And you can go to hell.
What makes you think that you're no longer a foe?
I cannot rightly shake your hand knowing what I know.
So don't get aggravated when I'm not 'hooking you up',
Just remember next time to keep your damn mouth shut.
I hear good things will come to those who wait,
So keep your hand on your phone, maybe I will call you someday.
What makes you think that you're no longer a foe?
I cannot rightly shake your hand knowing what I know,
Uh-woah-oo-whoa.
[drum solo]
WOOOAHHHH