Why you talk about me

I never did you wrong

When you talk about me

It makes me take my receiver off of my phone

Now i'm an answerin' machine

I always play my part (my part)

Now i'm an answering machine

I threw away my heart



It's up to you to find

The words that come from power lines

So i'm beaten up inside

And i'm not a pleasure ride

When you tell me baby



Daddy, daddy, daddy what's your problem?

Aren't you man enough to admit you was wrong?

They tell me all this attention has effected him

Everybody is a victim in this place

Daddy, daddy, daddy what's your problem?

You get a hard skin sugar when you finally turn pro

You gotta be more like an executive

Talk to my answerin' machine



Now you want me to confess

To a crime i never committed

Well you want me to confess

To make my whole life easier in the city

Well you 're number is on my skin

You scratched it with your claw

Your clockwork is orange

Cuz humor is against the law



It's up to you to find

The words that come from power lines

So i'm beaten up inside

And i'm not a pleasure ride

When you tell me baby



Daddy, daddy, daddy what's your problem?

Aren't you man enough to admit you was wrong?

They tell me all this attention has affect him

Everybody is a victim in this place

Daddy, daddy, daddy what's your problem?

You get a hard skin sligar when you finally turn pro

You gotta be more like an executive

Talk to my answerin' machine


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