You say there'll be no pain
Like a shot of novacaine
Yes you do, yes you do, yes you do
Prophetic and profane
Served cool like Solarcaine
Yes you do, yes you do, yes you do
You keep on feeding me
Filling me up with tiny lies, little lies
Oversized bottle of champagne
No sugar just aspartame
Aspartame
You tell me about my fame
Over cheese, wine and c**aine
Yes you do, yes you do, yes you do
You keep on bleeding me
Bleeding me dry with little lies
You keep on feeding me
Filling me up with little lies, tiny lies
Sold my soul to arrive here
I bought your line free and clear
Put all of that in my ear
Tell me just what I want to hear
What I want to hear is everybody, everybody
You give me songs to sing
I can't unwrap the cellophane
Yes you do, yes you do