Lyrics
You hate me when im always watching videos,
11:30 and you just cant sleep,
You think whatever am i playing on my sterio
Its so pathetic that it makes you weep,
And the beat goes on when i get back home,
And i run straight past you to the telephone,
And my feet dont fit in your sensible shoes,
and you just wont quit till you kill my groove,
Whooo, it freaks me out, ive got to scream, ive got to shout,
Whoo, it freaks me out like halloween, i have no doubt,
I think your wierd, its written on your resume,
You say im stupid, your my best friend too,
And if i smile, im doing it to get my way,
And if i dont, ive got an attitude,
And the beat goes on when i get back home,
And i run straight past you to the telephone,
And my feet dont fit in your sensible shoes,
But you just cant quit till you kill my groove,
Whoo, it freaks me out, ive got to scream, ive got to shout,
Whoo, you freak me out, like halloween i have no doubt,